father,
You've raised me when mother wasn't present, gave me a childhood, a home, food on my plate, and clothes on my back – Morning, noon and night. Dear father, I am haunted by the pain you've endured on me.
I've created outbursts because you've always kept me locked away,
most times, I became the victim of your worst anger.
Physically remembering
Mentally forgetting the next day
As stepmom would always say "tomorrows a new day"
Dear father, when your anger got the best of you.
I would always think. You want me gone.
Dear father, I pray for your sorrows now,
I call once in a blue moon,
Just so I know, you're still alive.
Written by
Vincent Poe