The Words He Never Said Poem by Mehdi Chith

my scars which felt no wound are far more painful than a mortal blow to the flesh. You once stood as a hero in my eyes, now a towering old man forgetting his obligations to his eldest son. Instead of love, I heard but only silence.
Instead of hearing the words 'I am proud of you' I hear only disappointment in your voice.
Instead of quality time fishing, eldest son and father, I felt the cold touch of the belt as it made its mark upon my skin.
I do not want your apology, that's if you ever swallow your pride, I just want you to realise that until the day of my last, I will never forgive you.