Dear father* Let me start my hatred for you must end now and begone If it wasn't for your horrible ways this man today I would've never become Nothing's wrong I developed the ability to convert anger into beautiful songs I'll never forgive you for what you've done I'm just glad that you're gone It's been so long Since the last time ya seen ya boy I'm a whole lot more outgoing now Gave up on being koi Eye contact with people I tend to still avoid but I inspire the world now Less hate and more joy And I'm a strong man too No longer a scared lil boy!
Father why!? Why the ******* create this hurt inside? Why the ******* teach me how to run but never how to ride? Why you make me cry?! Why!!? Do you understand the pain and anger you ******* put me through? Do you know how it feels to look in the mirror and hate the other half of you!? Butter knife thoughts is something nobody ever knew Turned me into a insecure weak boy that everybody can see through! The misery of a young confused beatdown child Who covered his face with a mask and put up a fake smile Who's soul is tame less and heart so wild who ignores his good side so he blocks it with denial Through my life I ****** up and poured out a lot of tears Used liquor to heal my pain and replaced my blood with light beers. Working hard to better myself but becoming you is still my biggest fear!
I told my mother the past is gone and the good life is now in our sights Told her imma fly us there so mama please hold on tight Because you can be stuck in the dark for so long and feel you'll never see the light I believe we can survive anything You just need to believe in you and always prepare to fight! Allow my story to strengthen you when you feel you have no might We gotta climb the highest mountains when we say we afraid of heights!
So dear father I'm not you, you was just a part of my creation At times I swear you aren't real just a figment of my imagination No more frustration! Nor Pretending, Anyone can survive hard times that's just the message that I am sending The end is never close it always just the beginning, We're all winning! So I know my journey has just begun! Mom and I are doing fine now and we're living well. Oh yeah....P.s your only son
-Dougie simps
They say when you cry while you write, it the most powerful stuff people will read. This was my hardest ever. Wrote it a year ago, needed to escape a forgive a man who is part of my imagination...not my life. I thank him for life...it easy to be a dad..it's a privilege to be a father. Enjoy