Post by Dean Parsons on Feb 23, 2010 3:29:58 GMT -5
Just a bit of background on this poem, my dad used to be good but after he left around 5 years ago or something like that he just keeped stuffing up royally as a father and never seemed to care that he was doing so. finally I snapped and changed my name to Oakes my mums name and sent him an email telling him i never wanted to see him again and explaining my reasoning. I wrote this after I got emails back from him that were nasty and hateful proving to me that I had done to right thing.
I dont care if this poem is liked or hated it was just what I felt at the time and it helped me though the depression of disowning my father because as much as he had hurt me over the years it was still a hard thing to do.
DISSOWNED
For years I clung to a dream
A memory from my past
Wishing with all my heart and soul
That I could have it back
That when I opened my eyes
There you would be
More wonderful then before
My father waiting for me
The clouds are lifting
I can see now that I was naïve
Waiting for a lost cause
Wishing for something gone
Your love was superficial
Bewildering me with gifts
Befalling me with Toys and gadgets galore
But where was the real love?
Where had my daddy gone
The one I could rely on
The one that loved me no matter what
Who protected me from harm
What had happened to him?
Instead he became my heartache
The major cause of my pain
No more shall I allow this
Never again will he cast a shadow on my life
Never again will I give him that power
It’s my turn with the power
Exiling him from my life
I am finally free to be happy
Free to be me
SARAH OAKES
