Father's Daugher

Been missing my dad,I know you’re messed up, but sometimes I’m glad,
We both have a bond that I thought we never had,
You say you’ll never judge me, cause you live in your past.
 

I’m just a younger version, fighting and cursing,
Been going on cause our feelings are hurting
Hardly see you in person, but I’m for sure certain,
That I won’t let you go, out here on your own.

Maybe you’re crying at the bar, but I’m crying at home,
You’re finding broads, cause you’re feeling alone,                                                                            And trust me Pops, I been on that road, I know how that goes,
Tonight was a good night for me, told me he’d fight for me.

He hates it when I leave, hates saying goodbye to me,
So he cries on me, yeah,  he’s wasted too, but it ain’t nothing new,
Used to bother me, now it’s something I’m used too,
You’re an alcoholic, too - but I still got faith in you,
Whatever you say to me, I know you’ll do.

Cause my dad never lies, unless it’s about making time for me,
It’s like I need you here, like you need 12 beers
We’re just a bucket of tears and I can’t make it clear,
We say were gonna stop, but we’re never really sure.
And last night I saw a father, I never saw before,                                                                                  I Would trade anything to see him once more,
Sometimes you don’t show it, but you love me, God, He knows it.  They say me and you, we’re nobody, to me were somebody, we fight for anybody and no one can take us away,

 I’d put that on my dead body.
 

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