Daddy

by EEG   Apr 13, 2005


Growing up was hard,
When you lived in a home like mine.
All the fighting has left me scarred,
I felt every whimper and whine.
My mother always crying,
My siblings always scared.
My father never trying,
Or acting like he cared.
I never understood why,
He yelled the way he did.
I remember wanting him to die,
As I sat in my closet and hid.
I remember all his cursing,
His outrageous outbursts and stunts.
All the while my life was worsening,
As he sat downstairs smoking blunts.
He made it difficult to love him,
Because he couldn't let things be.
He made it difficult to love him,
Because I thought he didn't love me.
Years later here I am,
Still unable to get to him.
I just wish he gave a damn,
And things were not so grim.
Now that my life's on a better track,
I see all the mistakes he made.
He'll never get those moments back,
But with his fatherhood he paid.
Despite all of the heartaches,
Despite everything you do.
No matter how much my heart breaks,
Daddy...I'll still love you.

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  • 19 years ago

    by Natalie84

    That is the hardest thing to do....To say as bad as you've hurt me I still love you....I've had to say it to my Father....For just slightly different reasons though....Nice write!! 5/5 :)

  • 19 years ago

    by letosha

    i'm totally feeling you on this poem only difference is your father smoked big blunts my father smoked little rocks....

  • 19 years ago

    by Taylor

    great poem! really sad but really loving! keep it up!

    Love, Taylor

  • 19 years ago

    by Chantley

    wow it took you like 2 seconds to write that poem. U do have a lot of talent. We can both relate to eachothers poems because even tho both of our dad's our worthless (my dad used to beat my mom in front of me) we still somehow find a way to love them. And want so bad for them to love us back. Thanks for commenting on mine. Lots of Love ~*~ Chantley ~*~

  • 19 years ago

    by Ashley .E. Thompson

    you have a lot of talent! Keep it up!