Where would I be now?
I hear you
Scream, crash and break
Your voice, a plate, our hearts
You feel you can't see the same way
But you fail to even look at each-other
You think you drifted apart
But your fists have never been closer
But do you remember a time before the fighting ever happened
A time of peace and love, laughter and enjoyment
You brought lives into this world; my brother, my sister
You made their souls from joy and harmony
And made them smile from your wholehearted care.
But when you were creating this family picture;
A black memory you tried to erase is wedging its way in
Now I'm here, you deepest regret, plastered onto your family canvas
Put in as an after thought, but you'd never forget about me
Because the love of kin will always remind you
Of the trash you tried to leave behind.
No-one likes this family add-on, and everyone blames you
If you had an eraser, my life would be a lost tale from long ago
You'd take my life before it began, thank god you didn't get away with that
Now she takes your mistake, and puts them into punches.
She'll throw a plate, scratch your eyes, for the poison you have smuggled in
You want rid of me and have a family alone
But she doesn't want your accompaniment.
So you broke the tale of you and them, left them to fend and fight on their own
Abandoning someone whilst they have your children, another familiar story.
But you forget to see the innocent eyes of those who love you
They see you be hit, they see you shout
They see you scream, crash and break
And their hearts slowly begin to tare.
But mine was broke before they were born
Waking up every day not knowing what a real 'Dad' was meant to be.
But that got me wondering, you didn't care for the dad I was meant to have
So did you ever care for the family that bounds you now?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Heartbreaking and poigent Thank you Francis Oaks