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Dad

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It’s strange now how our lives have changed.
Some claim this is all prearranged.
But, here I am, clad in this pretty black dress dad.
I know you don’t like it when I cry but I can’t help but be sad.
Standing by your side, I want to lie there beside you.
Daddy, I never even got to bid you adieu.
You’ll never know how much that hurt,
Never getting to remind you that I’ll always be your little girl.

There are times I catch myself starting to tear up,
Every time I see  a picture of you, even if isn’t a close-up.
You never were like other fathers,
Yet, that was never a bit of a bother,
For though sometimes I feared you dad,
I remember all the happy moments we had.

I just miss you so.
It doesn’t seem that long ago.
I’ll carry a picture of you in my heart,
That way, we’re never that far apart.

Why did you have to go?
Daddy, please just come home.
I couldnt sleep last night so i wrote something for my dad. I really miss him.



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My father wasn't like most fathers. Sure he had his moments when he was someone i despised, hated and feared. My father did many horrible, horrible things and many judge him only on the bad things. But who are you to judge a man you never knew, To judge a human you never met, To tell me how I'm suppose to feel about a man who helped to give me life? Who are you, that turn your backs on me, block out my voice whenever I try and defend my father's name? Who are you to tell me that this man was a monster? So he had a few mistakes, haven't you?
For when someone talks about a man that they never knew. Memories replay in my mind. Moments when I remember clearly that this man you call a "monster", was my hero. For how could a man that a little girl could run into the arms of, hold her tight and spin her around be a monster? You weren't there whenever i told him "Daddy, I love you!" or "Daddy, Your the best father in the world!". For I did love him, I loved him dearly and sure he's wronged me a few times, I still love him. And he was and still is the best father in the world, atleast, in my world.
You never saw the times when he cried when his daughters were brought into this world. He never saw those tears. Did you hear his screams of agony in the middle of the night when all his pain just got too unbearable? yet, in the morning he'd play it off as if nothing were wrong, because he didn't want his prides of joy to worry. You never saw the times he skipped his lunches to give his daughters an extra treat just because, even if they didn't deserve it. No, you didn't see all those times.
You may call him a monster but, he had his moments. He had moments where he seemed immortal, like nothing could ever kill a man who was so young, so loved and so needed. he had moments where he was a monster, where i did fear him. But that wasn't my daddy. That was the monster released from within him by the prescriptions of death. Those pills that not only took his life but killed a part of me somewhere inside.
Many of you have never met my father and never will. Nor have you seen the tears that stained my face when I think about him or when i talk about him. If he was such a monster, why would I continue to love him and miss him more with every tear shed from these eyes?

Because I Love Him
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Vegetafan1019's avatar
I miss my dad too. He killed himself three years ago in November.