Im Ready To Be Angry Now

For to long I left the feeling deep inside. Anger a feeling I had to hide. I should be used to it I should not care. Anger for the dead, we mustn't dare. So I thought I would write a poem because it's what I do. The anger inside my heart is because of you. Questions surrounded me growing up without you there. Then you commit suicide as if you didn't care. Dear father though I love you and I always will. Its time I tell you exactly how you made me feel. Life without my father drove me to want to die. Many nights I thought "wasn't I good enough" if not then why?! Why did you create me only to walk away? If you didn't love her then why did I have to pay? I paid a price, far to much for a child, to endure. Why did you come back only to walk out a different door. I love you without conditions and now I understand. I never was meant to hold my daddy's hand. Abandoned and left to cry alone. Now I know, with mom I had a home. You hurt me more than others along the way. So today I call you to hear what I have to say. Because of you I want to die today!!!