Who are you to claim the title of my father?,
you talk about saving me,
when you didn't,
you builded and lived off of your constructed fantasies,
and now you wish to parade around acting as if you're my savior,
as if you're a God...You talk about my mother abandoning me,
but you don't realize you've done the same thing.
You placed me in a nice place, but it doesn't mean you saved me.I respected you, even though I didn't like you,
however, I've come to know that you don't value my opinion.You keep returning to the past,
and if I'm being completely honest,
I pity you.As a result, when you yell and shout,
I no longer take you seriously,
knowing that you harbor a deep hatred for me,
that will never go away.I don't hold anything against you,
but I won't allow you to get away with it.I won't let you spread your false lie.
To be honest, I forgave you.
But I no longer respect or like you,
and I say like rather than love because no one can love someone like you.To be honest, having to realize at such a young age
that the mother, who was supposed to love and protect you,
abandoned you, crushed me from the inside out,
and I thought to myself, "Well, at least I have one parent left."But now you are dead to me,
and honestly, I don't hold anything against you...However, I stand firmly when I say you are not my father.
You are simply the vessel chosen to bring me into this world,
and despite the fact that I didn't ask to be here,
I appreciate it.This is my last letter to you.
YOU ARE READING
Apart Of Me [Poetry]
Poetry𝑰𝒏 𝒂 𝒘𝒐𝒓𝒍𝒅 𝒇𝒊𝒍𝒍𝒆𝒅 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒘𝒊𝒄𝒌𝒆𝒅𝒏𝒆𝒔𝒔, 𝑰 𝒇𝒊𝒏𝒅 𝒑𝒐𝒆𝒕𝒓𝒚 𝒕𝒐 𝒃𝒆 𝒎𝒚 𝒔𝒐𝒍𝒆 𝒓𝒆𝒇𝒖𝒈𝒆. 𝑹𝒆𝒂𝒅 𝒎𝒚 𝒃𝒐𝒐𝒌 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒔𝒆𝒆 𝒊𝒇 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒄𝒂𝒏 𝒓𝒆𝒍𝒂𝒕𝒆.