Words to match a Rose

For my Father

Proud he might've been

forever I had sinned.

Unknowing I had won

he pushed me farther, ever farther.

Everything virtually perfect

I still had not won,

yet I had.

Proud he was,

hurtful to me.

I lost every time

afraid of the loss.

I had not proven

yet I had.

Top of the world I had been

he pushed me farther down

I struggled higher up.

Broken in mind, without emotion

but I was fine for everyone else.

Weak yet strong.

I could not see clearly

for he shrouded my vision.

I found my pinnacle of perfection.

Then he left, threatening those around me

so those around me made him leave.

I descended from my pinnacle

regaining the childishness that was supposed to be me.

I found myself and realized his faults.

He will not accept his own faults,

and therefore, will never change.

I've won, yet lost
No victory just yet,
But yet,
I've still won