Father?A Poem by AleyahProduced by literature class...Father, I can’t see you, You’ve gone to die alone, Begging for a different life, I’ll never reap what you’ve sown. Father, why you yelling now? Cursing under your breath, Shoving me aside like filth, Rage beating in your chest. Father, where you going now? Stepping through the door, Taking all that’s mine with you, Leaving with abhor. Father, won’t you listen? You left me here alone, Wanting what you used to be, Father, come back home. Father, do you miss me now? I watch old pictures fade away, Grasping tight to every memory, Every bright and happy day. Father, can you hear me? No, you’re trapped inside your head, You’re wishing you hadn’t chosen this life, You’re wishing you were dead. Father, where have you to turn? I don’t need you anymore, I’ve learned without your presence, I’ve spread my wings to soar. Father, why you crying? Remember you left me in the dark, You abandoned I who loved you, Now on this lone journey you embark. Father, won’t you forgive yourself? Please just let me in, Your eyes are red, bleeding out, In denial of your sin. Father, don’t you know you’re dying? You refuse my hand reaching out, Trapped inside the cynicism, Of a dark and hanging cloud. Father, don’t let go, you hear? I see a smile in your eyes, Remember the day you laughed with me, Remember when you smiled? Father, how you faring now? I see you living in a shell, Though you count the ways you’ve loved, You know you’re still in hell. Father, I can’t see you, You’ve gone to die alone, Begging for a different life, I’ll never reap what you’ve sown. © 2011 AleyahAuthor's Note
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