how cruel you are to hold that which i love the most. you who hate what i do love. you who never wanted that which was meant to be. how cruel you are to turn that which i love the most aginst me to make what i love the most hate me as i hate you nothing elce could ever hurt as much as that. how cruel you are to take from me the love of my son and give unto me only hate and contemped. no words can undo your cruelty. how cruel how cruel you are to me to turn love into hate all for your pleasure. death i would take instead of you for even hell is not as cruel as you.
by joey cooksey