My Father

My Father long poem

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My Father
I see her in front of me,
but not for long,
she Leaves without a Word or goodbye,
Disappears into her own brutal Darkness,
NEVER seeming to plan to return,
a deluded life I lived now shattered
IN SECONDS,
when she tried to get back in she couldn’t,
The WALL was a heavy barrier, a blockade,
BUT the barricade was the thing-
I LOVE the most
he, my wall, is my role model,
he kept me shielded…
Shielded from something I thought put me in no danger,
I felt NOTHING but wrath once I was told Snippets of what-
she said or did,
WHAT she did to my wall, my barricade,
she left impossible scars for us to heal,
I NO MORE see it as a life I yearn to live-
Once Again,
I see it as a life I now fulfilled once and don’t-
WANT BACK,
The horrors of what she did to him,
Behind closed doors
SHATTERED everything,
I realized he did everything, not TO me,
but FOR me…
After I Mistakenly pushed him away,
I Felt and still Feel the bravery he had,
FOR me,
his-sacrifices-for-me,
I will go into the future without a doubt,
My wall gives me resilience,
he persuades me to be Brave,
To believe no matter what,
he.My wall.is most definitely-
The most Resilient character I know,
he defines the strength of battling,
battling the horror of breaking through the solidified barrier,
of coming back from something life changing,
he defines the horror of getting through breaking the solidified wall of coming back from something unspeakable,
he has his life in his hands,
I desire to be like him…
And he helps me along the twists and turns of-
The long path. of life,
We walk slowly healing our scars,
TOGETHER

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