A Deadbeat NOT Forgotten

My deadbeat daddy The Devil that spermed into my mother's womb Creating me But I'm nothing like you You're the seed that I wish would have never grew this tree Sprinkling in everything but the truth And you'll think That after 17 years I would know your real name You backstabbing Two faced Too late Your pull out game must have been too late Cuz I believed that I was a mistake Your name Trap Something my momma couldn't get out of You had her wrapped tight in the cover on the floor that I wish I could have slapped over but you did Hitting her with every blow As she yelled no And I watched The tears run out of my mother's eyes I was given me a shower that night You, were filthy Disgusting You disgust me I remember my momma saying if you hit her again she gone stab you As we cook breakfast You burst into the door She took the knife And ran to the door You pushed her to the floor Eww only if you knew A few moments later I remember silence Looking at you As I contemplated your death Yet you were still alive At the age of 6 I was innocent But you were proven guilty Legally I don't know But in my mind you were mentally guilty for childhood trauma in the 3rd degree I was birthed into darkness Physically drained My childhood was took from me Everyday I smiled my pain away But I never forgot it Coming and going when ever it pleased Then it vanished Like you My deadbeat daddy