As the time nears
My eyes fill with tears
As I watch the fathers with their little girls
Dancing around and doing silly little twirls
My heart aches
To be in their place
As I scroll through my page
Feeling a bit enragedAs everyone talks about their father with so much love
Having a father like you has always been tough
Oh how I wish to have that bond
The empty feeling weighs on my shoulders... a tonWhy can't you try to be a better dad?
And understand that you treated me so bad
To become a better man
Deep down I know you can
I always had a hope you would change
My inner child is the one to blameBut I still have that hope
It is the only way I cope
As I pray that one day I'll be able to say
That I no longer have to worry if you will stay
Then maybe then it will be a
Happy Father's Day

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written from the soul
PoetryListen to my deepest and darkest secrets slowly revealed in a jumble of metaphors and similes :)