All i ever wanted dad,
was you to be there for me.
and all i ever needed Dad,
was for you to see.
i wanted you to watch me grow up,
but you were busy falling down.
Daddy,
I'm not your little girl,
don't forget the way I hate you.
My first memory of you,
Isn't what i want it to be,
and daddy, daddy,
i wish you could see,
see the way you looked at me
you looked at me with passion
with anger and with resent,
but daddy you stopped talking
you let the liquor do that.
Mommy told me to move on
"you fight with a drunk,and you come out wrong"
but now matter how i try,
Daddy I cant let it go.
I regret not calling the cops on you
just so you could see,
that your never gonna get it right
and your never gonna be,
the father that i need in life
you'll never be Dad to me.
I'll write this worthless poem
It'll never get to you,
I'll feed you my soul on paper
I'll write it with my tears
It'll have the smallest vapor,
of my blood sweat and fears.
Open your eyes,
you will never ever see
how much pain you put me through,
why i never called you Daddy.
All the memories that linger
they dwell within my head
they're still living on Dad,
unlike you they still aren't dead.
You're living on the outside
but your barely hanging on
I'm tired of being there for you
when inside it feels so wrong.
I'm tired of defending you,
when the whole world puts you down
and I'm tired of believing
you'll get your feet back on the ground.
Run away from your problems,
try and kill yourself again
this time when you come around
don't try and call me friend.
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A contest entry
- Send Me A Poem by crystallynnbradford.
400 points, ended November 9, 2007, 52 entries
Honorable mention
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest - Make me cry _Prewrites now welcomed cuz people buggin me LOL_ by badddgirl.
600 points, ended December 3, 2007, 41 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Please tell me what you think
Comments
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this is sad piece...my biological father walked out on my mother when I was about three/four years old...luckily my mother meet Gary and he's been my dad for the past 10/11 years...some dads just don't get it right I guess, having an alcoholic parent makes it harder too, because it hurts the child more. I could never picture a father having the ability to tell his child that he hates them...this is a really sad piece, but it also opens people up, because there are so many people who feel the same way but don't know how to say it. thank you for the entry and good luck in the contest
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aw, sad. reminds me of my father. made me tear




