sila

is it too selfish that
i want you to know how you teared me apart
how you made me grow overnight
how you poured acid on my rib cage
and left me with thoughts like i deserved that outrage
i want my wasted childhood to hurt you 
haunt you in your nightmares and in your daydreams
no father, im not as brutal as it seems
but there are some parts of my body that i hate
because i cant forget your hand's weight
there are some memories that i wish i would forget
how you filled my child heart with secrets and guilt
then slip away like you were a great dad to the hilt