Diary Of A Single Father

There were nights I held our son
And just cried,
As he too cried 
it felt like u had died .
 
Like the love we had was a lie
But we gotta move on and try
Cuz u never died 
U were a deadbeat still alive
 
But I guess u didn't feel like 
Growing up just yet
Even though we spent years 
Getting high having multiple partners for sex
 
But it all turns to regret 
If it wasn't part of growing
Into 2 responsible 
People or wut is there really showing
 
That we evolved from who we are 
To who were destined to be
It was fine to be immature when 
It was just us two but now that 2 is 3
 
Its like u resent him and me 
like we ruined all your fun
But it doesn't matter who pulls the
Trigger when u helped invent the gun
 
So now u leave 2 scared men 
Or 2scared boys to cry
Like a mother and lover died 
i hardly remember a goodbye 
 
 our son has ur eyes
So His eyes r urs 
So it hurts to look at him some
Days but he's still adored
 
 i won't walk out the door
And leave him to cry 
Like u did to him 
Or like u did to me and  why
 
Is not important to an orphan 
 hoarding pain
But according to wut u tell my 
Sister u stay away 
 
Cuz I beg u to stay
And guilt trip u too long
But all I want is for our son
To see his fukkin mom 
 
You've never seen him Crawl
 but he doesn't crawl no more 
Now he walks like u walked
when you walked out our door
 
He's got about 7 teeth and
He dances to every song 
And another piece of my heart 
Breaks when he calls the wrong woman "mom"
 
Which he does alot lately 
But as this all leaves my mouth 
I want u to know that I don't
Just blame u I also blame myself
 
For not being enough to make
U stay...... and this is all
The reasons ur phone rings when 
U ignore my calls 
 
So I take as many photographs
As I can cuz one day i figure
When u regret not seeing your son grow up 
I can always give u some fukkin pictures......

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