What were you? A dad? No.
You were just some guy I knew.
Not a role model, not someone
Who protected me, just a man.
You yell at me and gaslight me,
But you think it's okay. I thought
So too, but now that's the only
Kind of love I know.
The kind of love a crave.
Because you were supposed to
Protect me from the monsters
Not to be one yourself.
YOU ARE READING
Things We Wish We Had Said Or Did.
PoetryI take requests and I am getting back into writing books. I'm starting this one cause I love reaching out to others who are dealing with the same problems. Leave a life and continue to read my book
