Bitter
With his spirit broken and feeling such pain in his heart
All those words that were once spoken now seem so intensely tart
With each passing new year that deep reaching pain only grew
Oh how those words would sear the only words he ever knew
And as each word would deeply pierce leaving such a sting
Imagine all those tears and the pain that would bring
Eventually pushing him right to the edge like never before
As each new word would dredge every lasting sore
So shut off from within and unable to see out
Neither could I win such a treacherous bout
And nearly at the end of his rope with no hope in sight
He decided to mend and for himself make things right
He visited his father's grave site and even shed a tear
But he said Dad you weren't right and let's make that clear
You missed all that possible joy and I needed you so much
Now I have a little boy and I can't continue to do as such
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