This poem comes from a deep place in my heart, so...
Hidden beneath the shadows, beyond a secret...

You're supposed to be my father,
And me, your one daughter...

Why do you say you're proud of me and then decide...
Why do you say I can make my own decisions when...

If Only
If only you could be here...

You are vicious my dear, you are vicious
And you come at the hardest of times...

Life is raping me,
Leaving nothing unsaid...

You were almost an Angel which almost was...
You were almost the fracture that made my bones...

Don't roll the dice,
If you can't play the game...

Your heart so tattered
Your love so thin and frail...

I think of parents telling their children
"These are the things to fear...

Walking over shards of a broken life slain there...
Tightly tangled embers, forgotten and freely bound...

I totally couldn't think of a title...
Your blunt comments and predictions...