Moment of Truth...

poem by: Frank Hornby .
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, and 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 ðŸ‘

julie cook commented:

Wow great write very powerful and so very true x

Frank Hornby . 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 Hornby . commented:

Hahaha.....that would've pushed me over the edge.....nice one Q. Ramirez...âœŒï¸

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 Hornby . commented on Sep 23, 2017 at 12:36pm

Thanks Cecilia......for reading my poems......

A previous user commented on Jan 18, 2018 at 5:17pm

Wow...very similar to me...I found out my stepfather was not my father when I was 13...shock to the system isn't it? Your poem is spot-on to my feelings...every kid would like to grow up with their real dad but ultimately the decision lies with the mother on how honest she wants to be with her child at the end if the day...or if she decides to be honest, at what age Its one of those things in life that always gets found out...always so its always best in this day and age to be honest right from the start...although back then how your family was seen by others was very important and the less said, the better... And yeah just like you, I got over it and I never think about it unless Im thinking of my real father which I don't anymore really......but I really like this poem...it reflects the anger, shock and confusion of the child discovering the truth behind whats usually meant as a harmless lie....nice work

R.T. Aquinas commented on Feb 24, 2018 at 9:06pm

God bless you, Frank. Amazingly emotive poem.

Frank Hornby . commented on Feb 25, 2018 at 12:41pm

Thanks again Rhys.........ðŸ‘ðŸ»âœŒðŸ»...

Chris Newman commented on Apr 28, 2018 at 4:34am

Very well written. I am glad the end will be good one day and that you can turn an evil thing into a good situation.

Frank Hornby . commented on Jan 03, 2019 at 7:54pm

Thanks for commenting Chris......appreciated...

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