Far beyond pain is love

Far beyond pain is love

A Poem by Bambee
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Far beyond pain is Love

 

“One day, you left us hanging. But Someday, You’ll come back crawling”

 

I owe you one thing. Your Sperm.

It created something you’ll never have again.

Now it has grown so beautiful, so firm.

 

You were never there when I needed you the most,

Because you left us without thinking what you've lost.

 

I hated you since then,

You never knew how I’ve been

I’ve cried a river when you flirted with laughter,

I waited for you from breakfast, lunch ‘til supper

 

Did you know that mom was ill?

You never knew! You never will!

 

I could’ve had someone who’d blow my fears away,

When mom was so unsure if she could stay

 

But you were nowhere to be found

I didn’t hear a single sound

 

I despised every inch of your flesh

I wished you’d forever vanish

 

The pain you’ve caused me goes on and on

But there’s something in me that I could not fathom

 

My heart has grown as hard as a rock,

But why does it long for you to come back?

 

If only I could see you before either of us bids farewell to the sun,

And tell you that I loved you but I think it’s too late to be done.

 

You are my father and you will always be.

I’ve cursed you, yes.

But what I know now, is that Far beyond this pain, is love.

 

Wish you can hear me.

© 2020 Bambee


Author's Note

Bambee
Wrote this 10 years ago today. Thought I'd share. :)

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This was written 10 years ago! The anger and resentment is so heavy here “I despised every inch of your flesh, I wished you’d forever vanish”. “But what I know now, is that Far beyond this pain, is love” this is my favorite line. Thanks for sharing this poem Bam, are you sure you are new to writerscafe!? 

Posted 4 Years Ago



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