Day by day, I walk,
Night by night, I run.
During the day it's okay,
By night it's not near fun.
I go to school,
With more bruises on me.
Changing in the locker room people say,
Dang look at your back baby.
I lie, say it was another four wheeler accident,
Most believe, very few don't.
This past time I made my daddy angry,
I got thrown from the boat.
What I ever did was a wonder,
But I knew it was the alcohol that had a hold.
But seriously, all of these episodes,
Just day and night of chaos were getting old.
I was sick and tired,
I lived in nothing but fear.
I can no longer cry because of back then,
It would be hell if my daddy saw one tear.
One night we were able to sneak and leave,
Next day we were real late for school.
Cause we had to stay far away that night,
Because my daddy was being so cruel.
My dad is a bad man,
Selfish and unwise.
But when we saw him every night with a beer,
What was to come, was no surprise.
All the pain he put us through,
How could he do this?
We were no longer his family,
He went and got himself a mistress.
Scars, physical or not,
Will forever remain.
Doesn't matter what I do,
I won't ever forget the pain.
That alcohol had him,
He was no longer ours.
I had to help him throw it up,
He had alcohol poisoning within a couple hours.
Until this day,
I miss the daddy I use to know.
But he isn't here,
Only the bad man we left long ago.
If we hadn't left and moved,
My mum would be dead.
Because for years,
Our family was hanging on by thread.
I'm pathetic? After what he's done,
He wants nothing to do with me, fine.
Because he's like a blaze of fire,
That's burned me to the third degree.
I'm in foster care, and I have a lot of anger and pain inside, and it's hard to control. I think about it, not even realizing I'm thinking about it. I stress out over things I don't need to...
Daughter To Father
Published by Family Friend Poems August 2011 with permission of the Author.