every day i am so disappointed
in who
i call my father.

you scream and yell
and destroy the home around you

and then act like it never happened.

you scream and yell
and destroy me

and then act like it never happened.

you joke and joke about
never wanting me
and how i am nothing
worth nothing
not able to love

and then act like it never happened.


i am ashamed to call you my father
because you are not
my father.

you are merely some boy,
man child,
who i live with
and tolerate
because when you
are supposed to be my father
act like one
pretend

you destroy me.
and everything that builds me up.



daddy why don’t you love me?