Challenge
describe your relationship with your father in a poem
do you have daddy issues, or was your father's absence never an issue because he was always there? (tag me)
My Made of Movies Dad
my dad,
was my superhero—
not because he did something great,
he never understood me and he had a terrible job; he was my superhero because he was there when I had to cry, he was there when I needed to have a good time, he was my father and I was proud to call him that.
But I was living in a movie.
Overtime I witnessed the death of my superhero,
as he drank to numb the pain,
lost in an illusion,
no longer here with me.
I no longer recognized him,
he was not my father...
and now,
without thinking really hard,
I forget that I even have a father.
i don’t know who my father really is.
like the movies,
I hope this story ends with happiness
(but I know it will never truly happen).
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