Dear dad
I watched them lower your coffin today.
Oh what a great display of grieve I see before my eyes from family members that I do not regonise.
I play my part, eldest daughter and daddys lil sweerheart
Must look smart, must look sad lets pretend daddy wasn't bad.
Lets defend a man thats only plan was to drink himself to death.
Lets shelf all that hate
Lets not concentrate on his rotten soul
Lets pretend life with him did not make a hateful whole.
6ft down your body goes
Theres a happiness within me that nobody knows.
A life with you I would never of chose.
So the fake story goes
He was such a great man
I just don't understand
How this was gods plan
I will miss him every day
(Empty words that i must say)
The duteful loving daughter I must play.
The hate today I must keep locked away.
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Powerful write Angela, i hope that you can move forward in peace and love.
Thank you. I never really thought his death affectted me but I keep going back to writing about it strange.
So many people hating their fathers today. Well, men aren't always role models of excellence. Best of luck in your endeavor to mask your hatred.
Yes unfortunately we all can't have that idolized father figure to look up to which is sad but thats life. Thank you. X
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