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Father

Dear father,
As a little girl I looked up to you
You listened to me when no one else would and even when you struck me I convinced myself it was out of love
I watched countlessly as mother cried herself to sleep and heard “get me a beer” more often than “I love you”
I was your shadow, you were my mentor, my guide and even though I felt safer away than at home I still stayed by your side
When you left thousands of miles away after countless years of abuse and neglect you would think I’d be relieved that at last I could breathe and yet, I cried myself to sleep
As everyone celebrated their freedom from your shackles I wept for fear that the one man who swore he would always be here was never coming back
You see, I can’t cry anymore, I’m out of tears, you’ve run me dry
I’ve taken off my ear muffs
I hear every “get out” loud and clear, it was sincere
Every “love you” false and your selfish antics are not capable of love
Every missed phone call was just a silent goodbye, father, I grew up with you but you did not raise me; your attempt to make me feel unwanted will not phase me
Goodbye father, I’m moving on with my life and leaving my old one behind

(2015)

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