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Dear “Dad” And as I should... I trust you... I trust the imagination of you Running up to my school Protecting me saying “Don’t let nobody pick on you” I trust the imagination Of the strength in you When I was 18 with my kidney Trying to fail me... That you lifted me to your car And drove me to emergency I trust at 21 You were there to guide me And tell me... My baby won’t have no baby With a man who gave no ring I trusted the phantom Of you... at 22... When I felt my ugliest And postpartum Gave me clues To missing puzzle pieces That unleashed all my demons That you’d come And pray for me You’d come and Show me peace.. You’d help me find relief I trust.. at 25... What a time to be alive That i’d finally search For that man That resembled my dad Now at 29 I... searched... and searched And could not find Of course cause i had no clue ... A woman who knows not a father Can’t know what a man is too... I trusted you first... Yet you continue to break my heart last... But I’m finally learning I forgive you Dear “Dad”
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Jun 17, 2018
Jun 17, 2018 at 11:49 PM UTC
The Phantom Figure
Dear “Dad” And as I should... I trust you... I trust the imagination of you Running up to my school Protecting me saying “Don’t let nobody pick on you” I trust the imagination Of the strength in you When I was 18 with my kidney Trying to fail me... That you lifted me to your car And drove me to emergency I trust at 21 You were there to guide me And tell me... My baby won’t have no baby With a man who gave no ring I trusted the phantom Of you... at 22... When I felt my ugliest And postpartum Gave me clues To missing puzzle pieces That unleashed all my demons That you’d come And pray for me You’d come and Show me peace.. You’d help me find relief I trust.. at 25... What a time to be alive That i’d finally search For that man That resembled my dad Now at 29 I... searched... and searched And could not find Of course cause i had no clue ... A woman who knows not a father Can’t know what a man is too... I trusted you first... Yet you continue to break my heart last... But I’m finally learning I forgive you Dear “Dad”
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primapoetess
29/F/Brooklyn, NY
Jun 17, 2018
Jun 17, 2018 at 11:49 PM UTC
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