Mourning the Loss of Someone who is Still Alive
Dear Dad,
You tried and you tried
You tried so damn hard
To shove your toxicity down my throat
You stole my childhood
You put me through hell
Bargained my sanity you thought you could sell
The issue is that you don’t know the new me
I put back the pieces you broke back differently
Unapologetically and authentically
Resilient and strong
Unforgiving and empowered
You no longer have power to tell me I’m wrong
Make me feel weak
Weak and defensive
Tread on my values
As if you have the power to judge them
No matter the damage you’ve done to my self-esteem
I’m saddened that you will never know what unconditional means
To love a human with all of your being
Rather than loving on terms you are pleased with seeing
For you I will pray
Pray that you’re praying
Pray that some God’s listening to what I’m saying
Pray for your soul
Pray for your heart
And be thankful I can turn my pain into art
Pain that stems from what is hardest to swallow
Mourning the loss of someone who is still alive