i once was a happy boy.
I could just see myself back then:
happy little Zach playing with his legos,
believing in god,
watching Nascar,
and living without a father.
Well to be honest,
things didn't stay that way.
My mother met an abusive man,
which of course,
was unknown at the time.
This lead to me having to grow up,
beyond measures of normality.
I wish i could be that little Zach again.
I wish i could capture every moment.
But i grew up
into something i should have never become:
a hateful boy who wants his father gone.
But i find strength
inside the littlest things.
As i watch
for the time to come
to never
come
back