GoodbyeA Poem by Emily Irene.A goodbye to my dad.
Goodbye, father.
I guess this is the part where I write intensely deep metaphors But no, all I want to say is... Thanks for treating me like dirt; it made me grow stronger. Thanks for never supporting me; it proved your priorities didn't include me. Thanks for the days spent without you; it helped me find the only loyal family I have. Most of all though, thanks for the fright; it proved to me that fear is only as strong as you let it be. So every time you feel dead inside envision in your head a shining, innocent 7-year-old holding the hand of her her hero, her dad. But do me a favor, won't you? Also remember how you've manually taken away ounces upon ounces of love and trust from me. I truly love you but I live a life you'll never accept. So this is my goodbye. Perhaps someday we'll meet again. © 2014 Emily Irene. |
StatsAuthorEmily Irene.Saint Louis, MOAboutName's Emily and I'm 24. I am a girl made entirely of flaws, stitched together with good intentions. I have had chronic pain for more than fifteen years. This means I have taken more narcotics .. more..Writing
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