The Letter
Dear dad...
I'm writing to tell you, things are hard,
but I don't hate you.
My life, well it hasn't been easy.
All of your fearfulness, and the courage you don't have,
has given me the strength to keep on going.
I will never break like you did.
My wall will stay strong and never crack.
Each and every day, I put on a mask,
one that i'd rather not wear,
it makes people think that I am happy.
I may be strong, but deep down,
I'm dying...
Maybe this is the life I was supposed to live,
supposed to be miserable
and living in fear and despair.
You are never going to kill me.
I will not hate you, but you are not loved by me.
To me, you're just a statistic.
Just one of the many fathers who have deserted their lives.
I don't care about you, like you don't care about me.
My life is mine to live, no one will control it.
Even though I wear a mask,
On the inside...I'm me.
Signed, a nobody.
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