“Father”

You usually don’t pop into my head, not even before bed. Who are you and where have you been? I cry and I ache, but know you’re not my reason for pain. It isn’t you, not really. It’s the way you left and made me feel lonely. Like I’m nothing, not worth it, well let me tell you something, I’ve grown and I’ve changed; that includes my way of thinking. I am not the problem and never have been. Your cowardice ways will eat you alive. But what will win first? Your stubbornness or pride? You’ll never truly live or be happy, maybe when you die. It’s difficult to see eternal peace for you, though the Lord knows I have tried. Sometimes I pray for you, it must be exhausting having to hide. Cover up the emotions with yelling and imbibe.. Alcohol will always be there, be sure to put it first. There was obviously something you missed.. Though I’ve been cursed. To care for someone who simply does not care for you. But that was your job? Why would you give up? It doesn’t make sense to me. I know it never will. I won’t lose faith, because that’s when it all goes down hill..