Dear Dad ! - A Poem Of Love And Hate
 

Dear Dad,

In your hand you’re holding a letter that’s delivering power
To finally hold yourself responsible in the last minute of hour
For the lives you devoured when we embraced you as a father
A husband to the wives you deceived by being a monster
What was it that had you bother to take part in my creation
Could you not hold it back when you started wall scraping?
Can’t you understand that when you chose to drop seed
I needed foundation and nutrition of water and air to breathe
Instead my diet consisted of poisoned water and spoiled soil
Toxic oxygen had me boxing in from a family foiled
At the age of 8 we finally escaped your grip
No more abuse and hearing it was cuz you were sick
But yet I still yearned for a father because I needed you there
To give me clean water, fresh foundation and air
No need to mention what exactly took place
Unless you cant remember how you bruised my body and faith
Hung me up on a hook to have me shook of ya presence
What was it that I did to have you rob me of my essence?
I never asked for my birth, I never asked for this curse
Yet as a child I yearned to earn your respect and my worth
Can you understand the feeling of knowing my childhood is gone?
Never treasured or measured by memories like fishing at a pond
Instead I was forced to grow soon feeling my joy swoon
My eyes that once shined like the sun now resemble the moon
Only twinkle in my eye was the hope that you’d die
Paying for slaying the innocence of a child who cried
I would run and hide yet was found fetal in corner
Sweating from fright as if I were all day in a sauna
Do you remember when you said I wasn’t fitted to your mold
And how you wished I could’ve been a better son to hold
A son you could proudly say is yours with pride in ya tone
But all you did was call me a joke as if I wasn’t your own
I used to cry wishing I never had you as a dad
Cry even harder seeing reflections of how you were bad
It took until I became 18... to finally stand strong
And stop crying over what it was exactly you did wrong
I even learned to forgive so I can finally move on
Called you my father once more hoping that we could bond
But you even messed that up when you tried to fight me
As if I wasn’t ya son but an enemy taken lightly
Now here I am at 24 and the pain still burns
My dreams still yearn for a respect a son deserves to earn
But the fact of reality is that you never will change

Signed,
Your Son (or as you see it "Just another name")

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Wow, it's a shame that this is getting slept on. The emotion was raw, this was a very deep piece filled with hatred, pain, sadness but also strength...The vocab was straight to the point, had good wordplay in there. You got me focussed throughout the entire verse, had to keep on reading because of the way you described everything, so real, so pure...

My dreams still yearn for a respect a son deserves to earn
But the fact of reality is that you never will change
^loved 2 last lines...

Very deep drop! Loved it! Don't sleep on this people!

DQ

word^^^ this is amazing right here.....you really let it all out man, its good to do that,it relieves some mental anguish,you know..anyway, your emotion is penetrating here...wow, your words.......i'm even at a loss, but you have an ability to capture your feelings in your words, this was amazing..stay up.1

wow, that is very amazing, i loved everything in it, I could definately feel the emotion in this piece.. My favorite part was the alst 2 lines in this poem..

But the fact of reality is that you never will change

Signed,
Your Son (or as you see it "Just another name")

Now that is something that I have never seen before.. You haven't been told this in a long time, but you still contain potential in you to become better then you are right now.. looking forward to more piece..

9/10

this was tight sounds familar maybe we should of dropped a collab cuzi did the sam epoem about amonth ago but froma different perspective