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Thank's Dad For My Dreams

I wonder if you love me..
For I'm your only son..
I grew up with no childhood..
Because of you there was no 
fun..
So I'm sending you my 
thoughts..
  For now that I have grown..
I want to start with I love you..
For your the only father I have 
ever known..
  I hope that when you read 
this.. 
  You will finally come to learn..
That a father was all I needed..
   Love from you was all I 
yearned..
  This one memory is all i can 
share..
For only one is all I can bare..
    
   Well its midnight again..
And yet your still gone..
We know you've been 
drinking..
Most of the day and all night 
long..
 My sister said Mikey look over 
there..
I think somethings wrong.. For 
our mother looks scared.. 
mom asks us both to sit down 
beside by her..

And with a trembling voice so 
riddled with fear..
As she gives us our warnings 
witch seemed so clear..
She says just run fast if he gets 
near..
 With worry shes ridden..  And 
the fear she cant fake..
For down her pail face.. Come 
the tears her eyes make..
We know what is coming.. with 
fear we just wait..
For now its after 2.. 
And only hell can be our fate.
  Just then we all freeze.. We 
now the time has come..
Thats when mom says he's 
home..

She say's to hurry go get into 
bed..
And act like your sleeping..
For maybe he's tired and a 
fight he's not seeking..

It didn't take long before he 
was in..
With the slamming of the door 
his face bore a grin..
He yelled for our mother to get 
off her ass..
Get in this kitchen and bitch 
make it fast..
I hated my father not just for 
the names..
But the beatings he gave her 
until the blood came..
Then dad yelled for my sister in 
there she ran..
To only get beat and hit like a 
man..
 I fear that I am next..I wish I 
could hide..
then I heard my name called..  
And I begin to cry..
And As my door opened.. 
I prayed in my mind..
God I hope it don't hurt..
  Like it did the last time..
Then it got so quiet.. I opened 
my eyes..
My father wasn't there.. It was 
only my wife..
 With my eyes full of tears.. 
And my bed soaked with 
sweat..
I realized I was dreaming..
Of a time i cant forget..

Copyright © Mike Dorworth | Year Posted 2013




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