My Life

This is for my father
Who was never there
Who never even took a second
To show how much he cared
So he can just sit back
And listen to what I have to say
See I've made my mistakes
And had a price to pay
But never would I ever
Do the things that you did
And never would I ever
Betray my own kid
All the lies you've told
All the secrets you've held
I know that you wouldn't even care
If I was burning in Hell
But that's ok
Because now it's all in the past
And now when I look at you
I sit back and I laugh
And who would've thought
I'd be in this situation
Graduating from high school to jail
And it's fifteen years that I'm facing
I'm not gonna lie
Sometimes I want to break down and cry
Over one little mistake
I end up losing my life
And sometimes, dad, I think
That if you would've been there
Then maybe life at times
Wouldn't seem so unfair
But I've said all I can say
Did all I could do
I just hope you realize, one day
This child belongs to you
~ ~ ~ ~ ~
Posted: Oct 2009
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For all you piece of shit fathers out there, this poem is dedicated to you. A child never has the option to be brought into this world and it's yours, mine, anyone's responsibility to show your child how much they mean to you. You never know what tomorrow holds...

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Comments (15)

andrew149
your comment is so true....a very well written piece too, and very readable.....thankyou....andrew
jazzy75
Dementia, well expressed poem. thanks for sharinghug
poetengineer
thanks for share this honest feelings , as always u have bright thoughts
gypsyheart
Powerfully expressed Dementia.Thank you for sharinghug gift
Redex
I dont Know how someone cant love what is a part of them, surely they must hate themselves??
There reward will be a hell.

I surely believe each one of us, even with a struggle, can change the ropes of upbringing. I wish you peacehandshake
pilgrimageoflove
Dementia

How many children would relate to that? Plenty, I am sure.
Brilliant
Pilgrim
jeddah12
very well penned and an excellent way of expressing such feelingwine sad but true and i wish those fathers who dont have heart will gonna read this,well done dementia and may god bless you always with a good lifewine applause
Dementia
thank you all so much for your comments. i really appreciate it
mike7375
Great write about something so personal to you and yet so familiar to many. Thanks for sharing handshake
gotitall
powerful, yet restrained emotion, you are not your father, that is your victory, surely, lovely written piece, dementia.comfort
Gashly
from the mind-jukebox: daddy gave me a name, and then he walked away - everclear
dementia...a painful read, but a moving piece. bravo...for saying what needed said. and needs to be said for so many who can't find the voice or words.
Dementia
You are right. I am not my father. My daughter knows that I love her with all my heart. About to go get her and carry her out to eat. cheering
Poetnumber1
Brilliant! Thankfully i'm not a father as yetgrin but this write had hit me,just great.M.M
Dementia
Thank you for your comment Poet. Great thing about free will is that we can choose our own path. Glad you liked it
windyweatherly
This is both very sad and very enlightening at the same time. Sad because of the abandonment and being left out for the most needed love as a child by the one that is expected to love you and yet it is very enlightening as the brilliance on the line of your thought is the sound of forgiveness you have expressed and knowing the difference. Good luck and may God Bless you Dementia as also to your father and perhaps there will come a time when change will effect to him...

thank you for sharing..
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