Lost Day

I am coming home
late once again.
It's freezing outside,
and I want to see my dad
whom I love.
I'm happy with my friends
until I walk through the door with them,
the worst mistake I could ever make.
Dad was okay
but then his treacherous girlfriend
who calls herself a "woman of God"
says "You're just going to let
her get away with coming home late
with her friends?!"
Dad shrugs his shoulders.
"You're not raising her right.
I'm leaving."
Then Dad gets furious,
but only with me.
He storms through the kitchen at me,
angry, arms flailing.
I didn't know that his next words
would change my life forever. 
"You made me lose
my house and my girlfriend.
I want nothing to do with you,
you're not my daughter anymore.
I don't love you.
I want you out tonight."
I lose all control-
bursting into tears, running to the bathroom.
As I collapse on my knees I cannot control the tears,
I cannot breathe. 
My breath comes in between long sobs.
My chest hurts. 
It hurts so badly,
the love I've lost.
My aunt's arms are wrapped
around me, but it doesn't help.

-Caroline Youngless
Copyright © | Year Posted 2012

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April 25, 2012 at 6:53 PM
We hardly know the hell our parents go through..sometimes we never know..our own hell eclipses theirs..I once asked my mother what it meant to be a mother to her and the answer was VERY revealing..though she was hurt that I asked and asked me what did I want from her..in turns out that if she was not to be a liar..she could not...really really could not [this HUMAN being actually could not, give her child what it needed & she really did do..the best she could..under the circumstances.Light & Love
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April 25, 2012 at 12:32 PM
Caroline, we all say things in haste, it's what he truly feels that really matters...David
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