Dad
Dear Pops,
I know you used to sling the rock
And I know you used to make Mom's eyes pop
With terror.
It's crazy how one could claim to love their wife and kids
But abandon them
Then come from under the rock from which you hid
And smile.
It doesn't hurt me to smile at anyone
But you.
Facades hurt apparently
and those days are gone
but how to be a man you're telling me?
These feelings of abandonment won't allow me to believe you
even if you told me the sky was blue I'd still feel deceived by you.
-Your Son
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