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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required Years later, in my twenties now. I got a call, it was mom she had cancer. I was scared what if was all I could muster. All I thought was I couldn't bare, at least one parent should be there. I called you and you answered. I told you not to speak my words you must hear. You were kind and obliged. You let me talk and just listened. It was finally my time. You agreed to meet with me, so plans were made, at the holiday it would be. Things were different but the same. Your mom still lived in the same small frame. One thing was not as it should be, you brought her. It was suppose to be just family, but Sheila came. Can't you see she doesn't like me? She looks at me with such distain. We had our visit, we said our good-byes. You promised you'd call that was a lie. You had no intention at all. It was I that would continue. When I would call Sheila answered now, she accused me wanting money, but what I was after wasn't at cost. I just wanted what I had lost. Although I was first, Sheila and her girls had you now. I was a memory they were reality. I couldn't be more than a passing glance, it isn't fair but that's how it goes I suppose. Now I am in crisis and could surely use a daddy's hand to hold. I'm scared I don't know what to do. My mom doesn't seem to care. I told her what he did when I was just a kid. She's still there. Daddy, he hurt me! The things he did would make you cry I nearly wanted to die. I suppose a little I did. Her husband abused and misused and still she takes his side I am so confused. I'm all grown, but to my core is that girl of just six crying loud to be rescued. She needs her dad and he only ignores. What am I suppose to do?
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