My Two FathersA Poem by RedA true story about my current feelingsMy Two Fathers
You were my only father But I've been told I have two One says he is going to die The other says he died for me You said you couldn't believe what I did My other father kept me calm You acted like you didn't understand why I left My other father helped my survive Do you know how many times I've spun my knife Thought of jumping in the street Debated on hanging from a wired cord No You didn't You watched your T.V. shows My other father told me to be strong You left me with pain and sorrow My other father left me a book with his words in red You didn't even get to know me My other father saw my pain You never cared about the man I'm becoming About the times I worried about you About the days I wept like a babe About the many hours I spent practicing literature What about me What about my pain F**k you problems You hardly even noticed me Do you remember The time you cut cried on my shoulder I was there for you I never judged you My other father was there for me He still is We talked about him on Sundays You even said he was there for you Why can't you be there for me then huh Am I not good enough Do I embarrass you as a son You knew nothing about me Why were you never my father You piece of s**t You almost made me kill myself But you wouldn't have cared if I did would you My other father makes me work for what I need But I know he is there He calms me He is now my only father You might have been my father by blood He is mine by spirit Some mock him I feel sorry for their loss Remember me father of blood for I am your child you abandoned When the world knows my name You will never forget it Do you doubt my promise of success Because you've accomplished nothing I will become know to the world Or I will die trying You were never a father But my other father was You will soon realize the horrible mistake you have made © 2011 RedFeatured Review
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5 Reviews Added on April 30, 2011 Last Updated on April 30, 2011 AuthorRedPortland, ORAboutWell, I'm not sure what you want to know about me or if you even want to in the first place. If somebody does decide to read this then I guess I better say something. I was born in Washington (no, .. more..Writing
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