I was too young to hate you

I had not yet learned of such emotion

but I knew I did not love

the person you became

when your anger overtook you

it created a mother I hardly knew

who fed off of her childs fear

as her mother did to her

my knowledge of you grew

as did I

learning what would harm you

and what might soothe

building my defense

protecting my mind

became more common

than growing pains

and yet I could not turn away

for the good moments

seem so eternally sweet

as if they would last forever

with time you'd think

I would learn to speak

to stop the madness

before I become like you

rather I feel weak

I have let myself down

and given in to your tyranny

a dissapointing fate