A letter on Father’s Day..

For what is a man who’s destroying himself Engulfing others into his blame Trying to touch deep into old wounds Resulting in creating new ones... That little girl dream Ain’t nothing but an illusion She has grown and so the dream faded Although she carries The memories The pain The desire of having more Than a hand full of hanger ... neglect... when did the alcohol turned into her biggest competition..??? How did that became a barrier..?? When did that damaged her so much..?? Sleep little girl...keep that dream alive... close your eyes and let me hush you... Reality wants to knock But the nightmare has to go! And I squeeze ... I re write that little girls letter “ Dear Father, I wish you had chosen us instead I wish I didn’t have to compete and still lose I wish we could have spent time together and love each other in a caring and loving way... Instead of hurting and destruction!! Dear father I wish you knew How much I love you... Maybe I would be more important to you... Just maybe Alcohol wouldn’t be stronger and it wouldn’t have been a barrier between us... And so I would celebrate Fathers Day at least once.. But I now want to tell you that I get you... I get that you chosen to live like that And as much as it did hurt I need to accept it!!! We tend to become frustrated ( try and understand) in the name of loving and caring... However is not my call... I live my life how I want.. I guess I should let you live how you wish... Even when it hurts... I watch you from here... as I can’t come closer... it prickles me...” Happy Fathers Day ❤️ "

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