Moment of Truth...

poem by: Frank Byrne
Written on Aug 14, 2017

"I'm not your real dad anyway!"
his voice at me did scream,
I was only fourteen...what did he mean?
Then in a split second, I knew what it was all about,
"I don't fuckin' care!" I heard myself shout,
I raced to my room, and started to cry,
my young head was exploding!...God, I wanted to die,
then it suddenly made sense, all those painful years,
a real dad would've been different, I thought through my tears.
It toughened me up, I grew up real fast,
It made me so angry, so bitter,
but thank god, that didn't last.
I would've really liked to have had a real dad,
but I learnt not to miss, something I just never had."

 

Tags: sad, anger, depressing, confused, pain,

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Steven Godfrey commented:
Excellent , powerful ...great work Frank 👏
julie cook commented:
Wow great write very powerful and so very true x
Frank byrne commented:
Thanks Steven....Thanks Julie......that happened 54yrs ago, but is burnt into my memory......crazy I know, but it still hurts to recall.......I just had to share, because I know I'm not the only one out there who experienced that situation.....thanks again for reading my poem, and lovely comments...
Q. Ramirez commented:
Good heartfelt poem. At least he didn't name you Sue.
Frank byrne commented:
Hahaha.....that would've pushed me over the edge.....nice one Q. Ramirez...✌️
Cecilia Crasto commented:
A powerful and moving poem, as they say it is better to have come from a broken home than to live in one, so that is a positive, in saying that no young person should have to go through something like that but, it made you a strong person my friend.
Frank byrne commented on Sep 23, 2017 at 12:36pm
Thanks Cecilia......for reading my poems......

 

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