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May 2017
My fathers children grew up without a father in there home. My fathers children are very excited everytime they see him, they think he's great, loving and sweet. They think maybe mommy & daddy just didn't workout. My fathers children didn't grow up with him like I did. My fathers children never saw the monster I saw as a dad. I wish I was my fathers children. They looked at me in spite "She gets everything and my dad". I wish I was my fathers children. They never got to see a real monster in the dark. They never got to live the same nightmare as me. They'll never know they were better off without him. It saddens me that they wish they had there dad 24/7 but that's the worst wish they could make.
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Samira  20/F/Chicago
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