Prodigal Father

He was a father Now he's just an example of a man with feather Flying away from his responsibilities after/ All those words he altered. Maybe he thought we won't survive Mother struggled in difficulties to keep us alive With her/our dreams will revive With sorrows and frustrations her heart danced to painful jive. She had no trust but being a single mother with two Negative side her heart askew Because she could not bear the transformation of what was cool Now her heart is blue. That was 16 years ago When he left us below It was like running a company without a CEO In our minds/ depressions overflowed It changed our personalities Gave us new mentalities And gave Mom a painful opportunities To drunkenness as her new oddities Because of the deep sense of frustration we felt Her lungs turned into a pathway for alcohol And her system began its storeroomSoon she became a habitual drunkard My brother bathed with notorious attitude Evaluating problems that was equivalent to gangsterism And buried education on the knobs of cigarettes Turned into a daily observer for the street I have always been a quiet and a shy person/but the hate I had for him it made me bitter than the word itself I was depressed and miserable I lived unhappy for so long that I no longer enjoyed the feeling of happiness. My childhood was the hardest journey I was surprised how I had such good friends They wallpapered me so much love From that moment I believed I can be great with or without him I had to forgive my father but I also decided to forget him That was the best remedy. I now live a fulfilling life filled with abundant happiness and peace of mind. © Artistic Poet