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Let go of the past
Let go of the pain
If only I could
Get rid of this rain

For far too long
You I did not know
For now your rejection
It hurts my heart so

Blood of my blood
And flesh of my flesh
Even though we don't talk
I wish you the best

No matter the distance
Nor the length of time
I'll never give up
For by blood we are bind
Whatever I did, I'm sorry
I'm sorry if I've let you down
I'm sorry that I'm not what you expected

All I've ever wanted has been your acceptance and love. You are my father and I am your son, even though our relationship doesn't reflect that. I have been waiting all my life for you to come around. Now when I try to talk to you son to father, we are as strangers in the night. You are my father and I love and respect you as such. Even now, time is drawing near to the end. I have become the man I am, no thanks to you. The past I have forgiven, yet I still hope and pray to have a father son relationship with you. You are slowly dying due to Cancer but you choose not to tell me anything. I feel as though, all I am is a reminder of your past. You are my father and I will love you and the rest of my family no matter what.
This piece was written for my biological father whom I never knew. He passed away from Cancer about a year ago.

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