Monster Father
I wake from the monster
coming home from his usual
rage
Looks like he is drunk again,
like an animal escaping from
his cage
The pian in his eyes shows as
he lines up his poison
He puts his nose on the
forsaken table and sniffs in
With no regret he grabs the
arm band and ties it around his
bicep
So he can make his reminiscing
mind forget
Forget about the past as he
injects more poison in his veins
But little does he know, that I
can never make this memory
go away
But what happened next scars
me to this day
With his drunken high haze
He calls me over from the
shadows like a slave
He looks at me like an enemy
on a battlefiled
I had fear in my eyes and
thought i'd be killed
He states that i've ruined his
life
And he calls me a mistake and
to get out of his sight
I was 7 years old and couldn't
move
Was frozen as he grabbed my
hand and put it on the stove
He turns the heat on low like it
was a game
Hovering my hand over the
flame
Did this give him pleasure and
satisfaction?
In the morning he won't
remember a single action
As my hand feels the heat rise
He pulls from his grip because
his high has died
So I run back into my room as
he reloads
He grabs the glass container
and lines up another line before
he goes
Does my father realize the pain
he brings
The screams my pain sings?
No of course not, all he cares
about is his poison and brew
He used to be a hero in my
eyes, but now he is just a fool
To this day I remember these
memories in my nightmares
But like I said he doesn't care
In his eyes I a a mistake, all he
cares about is his next fix
He is a monster, my father, an
addict
Copyright © Skylar Valles | Year Posted 2011
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