I Know Where Youre Coming From My Friend.....................................Only I Turned The Hate Into Sorriness..(If Thats Even A Word)..............................I Cannot Remember Being Hugged.............................. By My Mother Or Father.................... In My Entire Life
My Father Never Liked Me Because......... Unlike My Sister And Brother?.....I Looked Like My Mothers Side of The Family......And When I Did Something Wrong Or Failed In School In Some Subject?
Out Would Come The Strap..(Id Have Those Marks On My Back For Weeks)
Lookin Back It Seems He Enjoyed It
When I Bought My First Guitar At 13?....What Came Out Of My Fathers Mouth?
"Youll Never Learn To Play The Damned Thing"
At The Fair Grounds When I Was Ten?........I Entered A Running Race..........And Ill Be Damned...I Came In 3rd Place!..(There Was Even A Prize For 3rd Place)..........But What I Remember...And I Can Still See It Now Is
All The Kids In The Race Had Their Fathers There Waiting To Catch Them At The Finish Line
My Father Wasnt There.......(He Couldve Cared Less)...That Was A Rotten Feeling For A 10 Year Old Kid
"When My Son Was 6 Months Old....I Got Custody Of Him After The Wife Ran Off With My Son"
"When I Went To My Fathers House To Tell Him That In Court "I Had Won Custody Of Him"?...What Was His Response?.
"Lets See You 5 Years From Now"....(A Real Cold Hearted Bastard)
My Sisters Kid..."PJ"... Was His Special Grandson
And Just Like You Wrote In Your Blog.....When Christmas Came?..."Or My Sons Birthday?
He Never Had Anything For My Son..For That Matter Neither One Of My Parents Ever Showed Up....And Just Imagine How My Little Son Must Have Felt When He Realized That His Grand Father Didnt Like Him.(So Beilieve My Friend...I Hear Ya)
And My Mother?....She Wasnt Much Better...After All...She Went Along For The Ride Didnt She?
Thats Just The Tip Of The Iceberg In My Life About My Family
Believe Me...There Were Many Other Situations i Could Lay Out Here
But This Stuff?.... Is Enough To Give The Reader An Idea Of What It Was Like
But I Did Learn To Play That Damned Guitar...........And I Didnt Let The Words That Came Out Of My Fathers Mouth......Keep Me Down
And I Never Had To Ever Hit My Son If He Did Something Wrong
(But Everything That Happened? ...Will Be With Me Until My End)
My Father Passed Away?........I Wasnt There
When My Mother Passed Away..........I Wasnt There Either..............Why?
It May Sound Terrible To Some.....But If One Never Received Love From His/Her Parents
Then...You Caan Understand That Was No Big Deal To Me When They Passed...Because There Never Ever Was Anything There Anyway
And People That End Up Being Charged With Beating The Hell Out Of Their Kids That Use The Excuse That They Did It Because It Happened To Them?..........Thats A Lot Of Friggin Bunk!!!
They Did It Because They Wanted To
So..If Anybody Has Gone Through These Kinds Of Situations?
Feel Free To Know That.........You Are...Or Were.... Not Alone
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