Dear Father

June 7, 2011
It always
starts the same way

It rips pieces
of my heart
one by one
slowly out of my chest.

And yet,
I always
gave you
the benefit of doubt.

I always thought
that you had changed,
but you never did.

I won't say
I'm sorry that
you were dumb and pathetic
enough to lose me,

Because I'm not.

You lost me
and it was
your own fault.

I'm free now,
free to do as i please.

So, this is a final
farewell to you...

Goodbye, Dad...





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Brianna11396 This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine. said...
Apr. 9, 2012 at 11:58 pm
i sit in a similar position with my mother. poetry is a great release. i love this strong poem
 
Leesh_2014 replied...
Jul. 10, 2012 at 12:17 pm
Thank you very much
 
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