All i wanted was your love

Your love is so cold,
Like a deep, dark hatred.
But how can you hate,
Something you don't know.

I try to see,
Love in your words,
But when you say it, you act
Like its painful,
Deadly,
To say.

Your my mother,
and will most certainly,
Will be the death,
Of me.
♠ ♠ ♠
Probably worst poem.. ever. Oh well. (:
My mother really does hate me, a lot, though.