– This is a poem I have been needing to write for my entire life. It’s my first step to healing the wounds my father has inflicted upon me. You can grasp much of the situation from my verses, but I will tell you more. My father has never provided for me. He does not pay child support or medical bills or anything. My brave, strong, and amazing mother has done everything for me. They treat her like crap, him and his female dog of a wife. He tries to make me feel guilty about not coming to visit him and about asking him to pay for my school trips.
This is, I realize, a very angry and vengeful poem and I hope someday I will be able to write one that is not as much so, but that day seems eons away from this one.
Not once did you apologize
For all those lies
The endless stream of excuses
A brilliant rage in me induces
Fake paternal love
Is the poison arrow shot
By a cruel hunter at a naive dove
Someday I will make you pay
For treating my mother and I this way
You have no right to chide me
For pointing out the truth
You are an irresponsible child
And make me look like an adult
By never doing as you should
I’d shoot your foot if I could
When I am older
I will rain down on you
A thousand legal boulders
One by one they’ll crush
Till of you there’s naught but mush
Even then I will not have my revenge
My ire will someday fully be released
And all you’ll be able to do is cringe