Closure
Pivotal moments became incendental years.
Instumental interactions lost to debilatating fears.
Contempt for yourself bred insufferable nights.
Regret led to to sorrow and intolerable plights.
Many nights I sat waiting, in hopes you’d come through.
Many nights I sat listening, to the curses so true.
Watching and waiting, she always fed me the truth.
Constant deliberating on when to flee from my youth.
At once like a spark the feeilng rang out so true.
The loathing I felt was reserved only for you.
You left me alone, to face the demons outright.
You’re heart was a stone that snuffed out the light.
But try as you might, I still found my own way.
Because your shining bad example, it still showed the way.
You see as hard as you tried to make me bitter inside,
I saw through your ruse and found a way to refuse.
I’m a much better man that you ever hoped to be,
and as much as it pains you I owe you James Lee.
If it were not for you and your absence from me,
then I would not have realized just what I could be.
So as much as you tried to leave me out in the cold,
I want you to know thats it’s you who was sold.
Sold a lesson of life that’s as old as the days.
That you can’t stop the light, despite your dark ways.
You see a man is born with a path in his heart.
And no man will abandon it right from the start.
He might be tricked or persuaded to stray,
but in his heart he always dreams of the day.
The day when he will make his own little one smile.
The day when he realizes you helped him all the while.
Thanks Pop, for all that you never did, sincerely your own dear little kid.
February 9, 2012 at 2:10 am
I was looking at some of my old postings and followed a comment you made back here to your blog. I can really relate to this…my father was a selfish, alcoholic who made our family miserable. None of us kids (six of us) followed his path. You are so right…we’re born with our own choice of direction…so glad you chose other than your father’s.