Falling From Father

I will never be like him. He will never win. I don’t drink or get addicted. I won’t be what everyone predicted. I am my father’s adversary. The one with a scar I carry. I am his nemesis. The one he beats down with his fist. We both have the same blood. We both have been drag to the mud. I am falling from my father. Further and further I get because I can’t get far enough away from my father. I am falling from father. I am not my father. My choices I make are for me. I am me.