Steve Voorhees Poet Free verse

No One's Son

Never knowing nepotism- no legacy, no love
sitting awkward on an unpushed swing
Creating a fantasy father in my mind
Better than he who left me far behind

Every day was telling,  the hurt grew never less
Teeming with torture, a fire inside my chest
Abandonment is obscenely abusive
Now attachment is extremely elusive
Wounds inflicted endlessly, with no way to heal

Every endeavor pursued was to impress you
    the father I never knew
Grades were A's, made amazing plays...
   for that empty seat in the stands
Revenge was prevailing,  despite your absence

Then we met,  I never knew nervousness 'til this
The reunion was flawed...Your intentions I saw
You're placating as I clenched my fists 
No fatherly pride, inside I died
You broke me all over again...

Every Achievement undone...As I retreated self-loathing

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Keith Bickerstaffe January 4, 2009 at 10:34 PM Heartrending and sad... very well expressed with deep emotion and honesty. BRAVO Steve! God bless, Keith

Sara Lokken January 4, 2009 at 12:28 PM This is heartwrenching. You have no idea how I relate to this. Your story is almost my story, except I knew and lost, and have no desire to know again. But I have moved on...you have captured the feeling well. I hoped it was not true, but reading it, coming from it myself, I think it may be. Best wishes, Sara