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Part I Those car rides with you on Saturdays were all I really remember of my youth with you. There was little talking done because it was understood; You had me when you weren't ready, but you couldn't hide from me. You knew everything I couldn't see. I chewed on my big chew and watched you. I had a father on this day. You weren't a black snake wandering and squirming away. Years later you apologized for what you didn't understand. Vampires ****** my compassion out of me long ago. I said It was okay when I should have yelled no. No more. No more. Go! Go! Go! Part II Now I always call you in my mind if I'm not hiding behind blue walls. The words are always hidden behind black shawls. I have pieces of you in me and I don't mean the physical traits. I know I have your hate. Men with less of them stayed for their little runts. At least your denial was perfectly blunt. At this age the cycle is complete. I'm here and I will never understand why you never stayed to be a DAD.
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Sep 22, 2014
Sep 22, 2014 at 1:19 AM UTC
A poem that a father(dad) will never read
Part I Those car rides with you on Saturdays were all I really remember of my youth with you. There was little talking done because it was understood; You had me when you weren't ready, but you couldn't hide from me. You knew everything I couldn't see. I chewed on my big chew and watched you. I had a father on this day. You weren't a black snake wandering and squirming away. Years later you apologized for what you didn't understand. Vampires ****** my compassion out of me long ago. I said It was okay when I should have yelled no. No more. No more. Go! Go! Go! Part II Now I always call you in my mind if I'm not hiding behind blue walls. The words are always hidden behind black shawls. I have pieces of you in me and I don't mean the physical traits. I know I have your hate. Men with less of them stayed for their little runts. At least your denial was perfectly blunt. At this age the cycle is complete. I'm here and I will never understand why you never stayed to be a DAD.
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Sep 22, 2014
Sep 22, 2014 at 1:19 AM UTC
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