Funny thing is
When I need you the most
You disappear like a ghost
Leaving a blazing trail behind you
                              The palpitations of my heart
Left me breathless
Causing my chest to slightly
Heave up and down
                              I'm wound up
Because you looked me 
Dead in the eyes
& mustered up 
                              All the courage in the world
Promising to never let me down
Just to in the end 
Pull the plug killing me ever so slightly
                              Every word I believed 
Every moment 
I took in as if it'd be my very last
& now it's sad
                              I will never trust; Another word 
That comes out of a mans mouth
The one man 
Who was supposed to do no wrong 
                              Did all the wrong in the world
Lied every chance
Turned us into a game
Playing hide and seek with the truth
                              You are worthless
The scum on the bottom of my shoe
Is worth more than you
And to think I called you Dad
                              To think 
I tilted my chin 
Asking my mother for 
What turned her into a shadow
                              This is me tying the knot
Severing all ties
And torching each end
You are dead to me
                              All this anger I harbor
Here is the poem
I spill out 
Like blood from an open wound
                              You aren't worth the anger 
I hold so dearly
That fuels my everyday life
You aren't worth it
                              All those times you told me
I'd never be enough
All those times 
You kissed my lips 
                              Poisoning my vibrant life with every touch
At first I hoped you'd burn
I'd hope you die
Choking on your spit
                              This man was no good
This man turned blue skies
Into the fiery pits of hell
This man no longer deserved
                              The golden title
Father
Because a father 
Was everything he wasn't 
                              A father was a man
& he was not
A father is a provider
In fact he stole from our mouthes
                              I mouthed a prayer
Praying for forgiveness 
I had wished him Ill
& that was very ungodly of me
                              My anger is still there
Hate is a strong word
I'm trying hard not to hate him
God knows 
                              I drop to my knees begging 
God
To take this feeling 
And burry it
                              Like the undead berries the dead
I accept your apology
I will never forget the things you've done
You've said
                                
                                      
                                          
                                  
                                              
                                          