"The desert bears only a scathing sun, and nothing more."
"What about mirages?"

Friday, December 4, 2015

Dear dad.

When I'm far away from you
It's easy to forget your
Shortcomings                    
Negligence                  
On an emotional level      
It's hard to accept          
That you're the father I have  
But never the one I needed.
I miss you                  
I don't
I hate that
I love you.
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2 comments:

  1. Brother OllieDecember 8, 2015 at 4:05 AM

    This could be my dad. His best legacy may be me trying my damndest to be a better one.

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  2. Human ParadoxDecember 13, 2015 at 8:31 PM

    Olie makes a good point. This is confessional and touching JB.

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