You weren't the father you could of been.

by terahhh   Oct 15, 2006


Kindergarten, When I first skinned my knees,
But you helped me, you heard my screams,
You laughed at first,then picked me up,
Then bought me ice-cream.

First Grade, when anything could break my heart
But yet, was forgotten soon enough,
You told me everything was going to be fine,
That was surely a bluff!

Second Grade, the hurt permanently carved into my heart,
From all the pain thrown my way,
Daddy, why'd you leave me,
What did I say?

Third Grade, those twin towers went crashing down,
Worse than what I could say.
You came over to talk to mommy,
But left before I got home that day.

Fourth Grade, I got my first broken heart,
I learned the feeling of emotional pain,
I learned how to hurt,
All because you forgot my name.

Fifth Grade, I was simply replaced,
It hurts to know, we aren't friends,
I missed you so much,
I thought it was the end.

Sixth Grade, Then I made a new friend,
But he had to leave, he moved away,
The hurt I felt,
It hurt worst than anyone could say,

Seventh Grade, I actually looked forward to it
Thinking it would be fun, no more frowns,
But I was sadly mistaken,
The day school started, my life went crashing down.

Eighth Grade, ah yes I remember,
I thought things would get better,
But it turns out,
Life is just a player.

The years pass by so slowly,
And you left me to face the world alone,
I don't think I can take this any longer,
So now I'll die, I'll become unknown.

Ninth Grade, the year to remember,
My life became a living hell,
You were never there for me,
So you could never tell.

Tenth Grade, things got worse,
Worse than what it seemed,
But you could never see,
How life was so cruel and mean.

Eleventh Grade, I thought you actually cared,
I thought you would come home,
But the thing is, you didn't,
That's why I'm writing this poem.

Twelfth Grade, the last of my school years,
The end of my worries,
Haha, if only i knew,
If only the future i could've seen.

Now I'm out of the house,
Living off these streets,
Living in the bad part of town,
In an apartment with no heat.

So Dad, come on over,
Come take a seat,
look at this around me,
This is what I turned out to be.

you were never here for me,
to watch me grow up so fast,
you missed all of my good years,
does it make you want to change the past?

too late, nothing can be done.
you can't mend this broken heart,
its been broken since the day you left,
you took it with you and tore it apart.

don't worry, i'm going to be okay,
i guess i have been all along,
although i can't seem to forgive you for your mistake,
or accept the fact that your gone.

but someday my kids will have a wonderful father,
they will have something i never had,
something i always wanted, something i never got,
they will have a wonderful dad.

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  • 16 years ago

    by kevin Boundy AKA the ghost

    Great work but it feels like its missing something but i love the feeling of it its like you create a memory that comes back to the reader whenever they read it but their are some fuzzy parts great work though 4/5

  • 18 years ago

    by Hard to Say

    Wow! this poem is truely amazing!! n doubt it really is a beautiful beautiful poem.