My mommy doesn't like me very much
That's okay
Because I don't like her either
She tells me I am stupid
And she spits in my face and my eye
She makes fun of and laughs as I cry
I don't think my mommy likes me very much
And I don't think my daddy likes me very much
Either
But it truly isn't my fault
I didn't mean for it to happen
It was an accident, it was
She fell off by herself
The plane was moving
And she could see
She laughed and said,
"Hell is waiting for me!"
Tell me what hell is
Because I want it to be good
I want to go see mommy
So I'll follow after her
YOU ARE READING
A Collection of Horror Poems.
HorrorRead if you may or read if you wish, this is a horror book you little bazooka