Bloodline Misery Poem by Michael Koelliker

Twisting Hearts filled with hate.
Constantly hurt and irate.
Maybe she'll be happy one day.
Maybe she'll be happy one day!
Crawling inside her own skin.
Pushed away by her own kin.
Thoughtful despise, endless lies.
Tears role down her pretty eyes.
And maybe she'll be happy one day.
And maybe she'll be happy one day!
My words do not do this story justice.
May her heart be free from this malice.

(11/7/09)