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Dear Father, You had me convinced that I was simply the misstep in a carefully lain plan: a variable in some grand, cosmic equation or just the marriage of ***** and regret… to you, I felt like the sticky, black afterthought at the edge of an addiction. You beat me to a gangrenous tinge or until the bruises turned a darkly, black burn. You rendered me broken, addled; our “good times”, became dusty , old yesteryear I had read cover-to-cover; memorized, then forgot them in one quick, embittered glance. And now, you've vanished, a feather in a magician‘s cap: a soluble secret exposed to a single tear. As always, I guess I’ll just pretend to be your daughter, …and you’ll pretend, in return, that I was never born. Sincerely, Your mistake.
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Jun 2, 2014
Jun 2, 2014 at 1:47 PM UTC
Dear Father
Dear Father, You had me convinced that I was simply the misstep in a carefully lain plan: a variable in some grand, cosmic equation or just the marriage of ***** and regret… to you, I felt like the sticky, black afterthought at the edge of an addiction. You beat me to a gangrenous tinge or until the bruises turned a darkly, black burn. You rendered me broken, addled; our “good times”, became dusty , old yesteryear I had read cover-to-cover; memorized, then forgot them in one quick, embittered glance. And now, you've vanished, a feather in a magician‘s cap: a soluble secret exposed to a single tear. As always, I guess I’ll just pretend to be your daughter, …and you’ll pretend, in return, that I was never born. Sincerely, Your mistake.
I wrote this for my dad. He walked out on me and my mother when I was seven. Sometimes I almost forget his picture or how he looked like. He was a cop and I remember one day I grabbed his gun when he wasn't looking and he slapped me. That was the first and last time he ever hit me. He's not a bad person but he acts like one. I don't hate him, I never did. You know? When you get that feeling of loving someone but at the same time you dislike him for something bad that he did? Well, that's how I feel about my father. Everyone with a heart forgives... I forgave him.
RemyMq
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Jun 2, 2014
Jun 2, 2014 at 1:47 PM UTC
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