Untitled (Change Poem)

By , Indianapolis, IN
Alcohol. It's the alcohol. Oh, he doesn't mean it, he's drunk. Oh, he loves you, he just has an addiction. Addiction? Lies.
My father. No. My dad. No. Keith.
When his name comes up, it leaves painful imagery. Bad thoughts, sayings of hurt.
Left alone, verbal abused. Daddy loves you, is what he always states, but is it true? Isn't it hard to love some who you think is ugly? Not someone. No, your own daughter.
Is it true, am I ugly, am I a mistake, is what comes to mind all the time. How can I be beautiful when is am told otherwise?
Daddy, Daddy, Daddy? I call out but who am I calling to? Who will answer?
What is a father, what is real love? What is real beauty? Questions unanswered.
Now you come back???
You apologize fir your lies, for the hurt you caused me?
WHO DO YOU THINK YOU ARE???
Thinking you can come back into my life, and play house like this never happened? Expecting for me to forgive you put it all behind.
How can I forgive you when I still have a wounded heart?
Dad? Dad? No answer.





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Josie V. said...
Jul. 23, 2011 at 10:12 pm
This Is Deep ! I Love It . (: I for One can Deff. Relate 2this.
 
kaykaybeck said...
Jul. 22, 2011 at 5:46 pm

This was amazing I loved it (: awesome job! please check out some of my stuff?

 

 
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