You can have a reply.
But you won't have my why.
I hold nothing against you.
But I won't be bound to your refute.You can have credit for the blood trail.
But you won't have my intimate details.
I accept you as my father.
But it doesn't go any further.You can have bits and pieces.
But you won't have my peace.
I abided by the rules you set in play.
But I wont give you my heart in any way.you,
left me.
i couldn't ask why.
i guess you wanted to be free.
every so often you said hi,
booze dripped on your lips freely.
you barely tried.
every story changed at your decree.
This is your wake, these were your lies.
for it's your legacy you bleed.
YOU ARE READING
Reflect
PoetryA series of creative writings from a man coping with a mid-mid life crisis.