If I get a call
That there's an emergency,
I'll be by your side,
Just count to three.
And I'll say the things I always struggled to say.
That I love you dad,
And I'm so sorry that
I pushed you away.
That I never picked up the phone,
I just struggled alone.
Even when it made me cry,
Even when I almost died.
That I never called for you
And just let the pain ensue.
That I hid my tears
For so many years.
Even though I was thankful for
You raising me,
When the one who was supposed to
Was no where to be seen.
Even though I love you more,
Than any man who came after or before.
I shut you out
And continued to doubt.
I'm sorry dad.
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A Tangle of Hurt and Happiness - A collection of poetry
PoetryAs you all may know, I am not a poet. But when inspiration strikes, I write in whatever way it comes to me. I hope you guys enjoy!