I want to talk about my father.

Someone who was like superman to me
and now is not because of his actions.

I want to talk about 2005.
Where my father decided to break the family
and divorce my mother because he had his mind on someone else.

I want to talk about me.
At the time a five year old boy who was lost between two people.
A boy who was being fought over because he was the youngest.

I want to talk about 2007.
The year where I had been a very bad kid.
Far from my father, in a place called Appleton.
Being a bad kid because I had no one there to control me
having no father figure there to tell right from wrong and wrong from right.

I want to talk about 2010.
The year I decide to move back to my father’s.
Seeing old friends and meeting new ones.
I’m seeing a new life her away from my childish step father.

I want to talk about 2011.
The year my father started going on vacation by himself.
He went for a whole month leaving me with my step mother.
I guess it wasn’t that bad atleast I was not alone.

I want to talk about what he missed.
He missed my very first basketball game, my first band concert, and my first track meet,
and many more.
Feeling left alone with still no father figure,
in the dark, i’m scared again.

I want to talk about 2014.
Again he leaves for a whole month.
This time he leaves me alone.
stuck alone with a crappy job to survive.

I want to talk about 2015.
Left again, just more prepared and grown.
This time I have a friends stay over.
I was lucky enough to have help.
And all I have to say is dad I hate you.