Yours were the hands that guided me as a child.
Yours were the hands that disciplined me when I did wrong.
Yours were the hands and arms that held me when my world fell apart.
You guided me when I was lost and lectured me when I was in need of wisdom.
You have been by my side long before I was born, and you will remain by my side long after you have passed.
You have been my hero and my champion- the man in my corner always there to encourage me in all I did.
Everyone has a hero like you, but none are as great as you.
You have loved me with a power greater than creation - a fierceness unparalleled in this universe.
You would start wars for me and burn the earth to its foundation in my name.
You are my hero,
My confidant,
My champion,
My friend,
And my father,
And there is no one in this world that I am prouder and more thankful to have.
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A Teen Finally Healing
PoetryI spent most of my teen years fighting depression and trying to get better and ultimately failing. Now at nineteen only months before my twentieth birthday, I have finally learned how to heal and grow and move on. Here's a collection born from these...
