Daddy

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    Daddy

    The day I came to be is the night you decided to leave me.
    Disappeared into the darkness, never to be heard from, never to be seen.
    What gives you the right to be happy, while I lived a life of dispair.
    I grew up in the shadows knowing life isn't fair.
    Then what do you go and do, you fuck with my emotions.
    Thirteen years later you show on my doorstep.
    Open arms baring gifts and did I question the past.
    I embraced those loving arms when I should have kicked your fucking ass.
    But hey, it's ok, I got to see daddy twice a year.
    Not two years later, fuck you, you go and disappear.
    Can't be found, now I frown through misery and tears.
    Unfortuanatley I had to learn about life through the trouble makings of my peers.
    Following the path of my mother, growing up the spawn of so many demons.
    While you lived a life of privlivge not caring to see us.
    What gives you the right, and why the fuck do I care.
    Do you know you have a grandaughter, but hey, thats neither here nor there.
    No matter how much I wanted to know know you, I'm just glad I didn't become you.
    Leave your own blood, just to chase a career.
    Fucking coward, fucking asshole, I hope your sheading tears of blood.
    Because my entire life I was being forced to run.
    Not fitting in, not knowing my place.
    Took me twenty-seven years to find a smile on my face.
    I hope your happy, but just know that karma aint no joke.
    When your asking yourself, how your life just went up in smoke.


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    jannifer commented on Daddy

    06-04-2009

    i so love that it is what most people go now now in these days it is amazing how u put ur life in poetry right

    Realistic commented on Daddy

    01-31-2009

    NOW THAT IS REAL. My hat is off to you...take the reality we all know so well and turn it into poetry. Bravo, well done. I know the pain and anger too, your not alone.

    nbosko commented on Daddy

    01-27-2009

    I have to say I liked this poem alot. I had the same problems with my father, except he left me and my sisters for women, not a career. It never gets easier knowing your father never gave a damn about you. Everyday I wish my father would just die and

    nbosko commented on Daddy

    01-27-2009

    I have to say I liked this poem alot. I had the same problems with my father, except he left me and my sisters for women, not a career. It never gets easier knowing your father never gave a damn about you. Everyday I wish my father would just die and

    steff74 commented on Daddy

    01-23-2009

    I have a mother like this I can relate.

    Poetry is either something that lives like fire inside you or else it is nothing, an empty formalized bore around which pedants can endlessly drone their notes and explanations.

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