Fury

I despise you
More each day
You are a self centered beast

You were shown mercy
Others reached out to you
Yet you remain despicably mute

Lo corriente se te pego
He led you to inertia
You are unrecognizable

If we were two perfect halves
Then you have rotted
And left your stench behind

You gave everything up
Neglected your dreams
Your degrees
Your dignity

Those that cared for and kept you
Traded all that was good
For something so worthless

So unremarkable
So unmotivated
So uneducated
A wild boar would be better

And now you cry
Two years later
Act like you need a map back

Forgot the womb that bore you
The umbilacle that sustained you
The hands that worked to nurture, clothe and feed you

If the body were a metaphor
you would be the needed nephrectomy