Poem...this is a very personnal one to my 'Father'...Comments?
Cause I could never tell from my Father.
Is it as simple as being who I really am?
Father tell me, what is your final plan.
I have walked through life with broken toes,
Regretting everything about you that I know,
So staple my eyes and show me how to be real,
Cause I lost touch with your heart and how to feel.
To spread the pain with nothing but a knife,
Is what it felt when you walked out of my life.
Between the drugs, music and the suicide thoughts,
Was the Father I had whose love had to be brought.
Well it's funny now that we are both standing here,
And your looking at me like I should not come near,
But I am your flesh and blood I am who you are,
You made me with my Mother love's not far.
But it's a never ending battle to come to terms,
With the heart that you held on a stake and burned,
While I was sitting in burnt out apartments,
You were at home getting used to some others scent.
Do you think it's funny now when you look at me,
Was I the man that you thought I could be.
I hope not because your the scum of the earth,
I hear you hated me since Mum gave me birth.
So I will write for you a death note that goes like this,
'From the bottom of my heart, you I will never miss.
So I will slit your throat and rejoice in your death,
For you I have no love or patience left...
Goodbye whoever you thought that you were,
Cause to me you mean nothing....