To My Daughter the Executive
My Journey in Hell
“You were my pride that turned into my shame
You were my success that became my destruction
You were my lofty hope that dissipated into utter despair
You were my cheers that became my lamentations
You were the melody that transformed into a malady
You were to bring joy but delivered only grief
You were the dream that evolved into a nightmare
You were the emblem of my sacrifices that dissolved into void
You were to light up my life but left me in the pitch dark
You were the apple that rotted my eyes and dried my tears
You were the angel that mutated into a demon who deadened my soul
You were the spoiled, cold-hearted child who broke my heart and brittled my bones
From a Mother
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