My father is my Idol
He braids my hair for school.
He sings silly songs at the dinner table.
He cheers me up when I am sad.
My father frightens me
He is Jekyll and Hyde.
One moment a lovingly pure soul.
The next he is a monster filled with rage, burning my favorite cities.
My father is brave
He checks my closet for monsters.
He wraps me up in his jacket when I am cold.
He keeps me safe.
My father is ferocious
He disrespects my mother.
I forget his ferocity until another perfect moment is ruined by his rage.
I am afraid of my father.
My father is a gemini
He is loving and gentle.
He is hateful and violent.
He is a god and a demon.
How can a person I love also be a person I hate?
How can my best friend be my greatest enemy?
How can a wonderful father be a terrible husband?
Two people under the skin of one.
One inconvenience awakens the beast.
My idol disappears.
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Author:
bluesoul (Pseudonym) (
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- Comment from author about the poem: This poem helps me express my feelings towards my father. He is both my idol and the person I fear most. I tried to divide up the paragraphs to put emphasis on what it is like to grow up with someone that has anger issues. I tried to write the positive parts from the point of view of myself as a child, and the older ones as a more mature version of myself. I hope this poem brings comfort to others that might have a complicated relationship with a family member.
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