I still remember the morning I woke up and you were gone.
I said I was okay, but it was hard to carry on.

I waited and hoped for you to call or visit.
It didn’t take long for me to realize you were a piece of s***.

But you know what they say, you lose some you gain some Dad.
I lost you, but my Grandpa became the Dad I never had.

I look back on all the things he did for me, and you didn’t.
Sometimes I wish you were the one 6 feet underground, not him.

Every few months you came back and tried to make things better.
But then you’d always abandon us through stormy weather.

I begged and pleaded for my mom to stop taking you in.
It was so hard to look at you, grit my teeth and grin.

Finally, as soon as you gain back my trust.
You got another woman into bed, and gave into lust.

But as always, you swore up and down you have changed.
But be honest Dad, when you said that, you were high off cocaine.

Even though those white lines are more important to you than me.
I will always love you unconditionally.

It takes everything in me not to say “f*** you:” and turn around.
Because that is what I needed to do 9 years ago, but didn't know how.