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A letter to my Father

If we could rewind the clock
Would you be different 
So that I could know how it feels
To feel the love of a Father

Maybe I could run into your arms
Instead of away from your fists 
You could be my hero 
Instead of the nightmare that persists

Left with questions I cannot answer 
What version of me were you after 

You never liked my face
So neither did I 
I look in the mirror
And still cry

Becuase there are some things I cannot change
But maybe I wouldn't want to
If you hadn't made me feel so strange 

From just a little girl I learned to hide
So I could hide from you
And from myself 

But now I am older
I want to tell that little girl she can come out 
But I don't know what she's about 

I'm ready to shine but I can't find the light 
I live in a state of fight or flight 
You're the reason I can't be alone at night  

This void I've looked for men to fill
But in all my life it's empty still 
For only I can fill my cup
And to do so I must give you up 

Accepting home truths 
I was raised on harmfulness 
You walk this earth
Yet I am Fatherless 

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Tim Higbee

Fri 9th Aug 2024 14:16

Very powerful, Dilorans!

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