pearl060506

To my "Father."
          
                 You were never there for me, nor have you ever been. You were supposed to be, though. But your priorities were not your children, for they were nothing but yourself. You've messed up, and I know that non of it is my fault. Although none of it is my fault, I still hurt from the times you weren't there to help mom tuck me in at night. I still hurt from the times you didn't care, and I still hurt from the times you never called. My heart is broken because of you, and I didn't even do anything wrong to you. I was so young I couldn't have even done anything wrong. But you leaving me at such a young age caused a life time of hurt and you left me with nothing but a broken heart.
          

Someday you'll realize the damage that you've caused.

You have know idea how worthless you made me feel.

              And 
                        In the end
                        All I learned
                        Was how 
                        To be strong
                        Alone.
          
          
                       d.j

                
          
                                She is 
                                The poem
                                I never
                                Dared to
                                Write
             
          
          
                                d.j

                            "I'll never forget"
                           
                                            - A Three Word Short Story

                           If you were born with
                                     the weakness to fall
                                     you were born with
                                     the strength to rise

                          a daughter should
                                    not have to
                                    beg her father
                                    for a relationship
          

She said: 
                   And when they ask you about me and you find yourself thinking back on all of our memories, I hope you ache in regret as the truth hits you like a bullet and you find yourself replying: "she loved me more than anyone else in the entire world and I destroyed her." 

      If she could put the hollow ache that haunts her into words, she would tell him "I miss the father you never were" 
          
                  - JOHN MARK GREEN