Oh Daddy
Oh Daddy, how I need to forgive…
Remove this condescending mind.
Just sit with you on that bench…
Hold your hand and cry.
Oh Daddy, I can now understand…
Your fall from grace was not intentional.
This life was never in your plans…
It lost its spark, it lost its thrill.
Oh Daddy, I see pieces of me in you…
One mistake, one wrong turn.
I don’t need to walk in your shoes…
Understanding to well, the crash and burn.
Oh Daddy, I’m sorry you lost your way…
Your death on that bench, in that park.
As a homeless man, did you pray?
When you died alone, were we in your heart?
Oh Daddy, I hope that when you passed…
You could see in my heart, I understand.
© bipolarmuse 2012
This is my life through poetry, quotes, and my journal. The intense ride of my ups and downs of life ...and the relentless mood disorders I suffer from.
BEAUTIFUL mUSE
did you change your blog address ?
It says i am not following you ?
HUH ?
of course i am
LOVE LOVE LOVE AND BEAUTIFUL HEALING XO
June 29, 2012 at 7:32 AM
Thank you Cat! I didn’t change anything at all with my blog address. I do notice that happens to me from time to time with blogs too. Maybe a wordpress issue?? Much love my friend! ♥
June 30, 2012 at 7:53 AM
maybe ?
anyways – i resigned up !!!!!!!!!!
big hugs xoxoxoxoxo
June 30, 2012 at 8:07 AM
Once again you write about potentially emotional devastation and confusion with such cleanness and clarity. It is a rare gift. Many folk would not even attempt to write of such things.
June 29, 2012 at 8:34 AM
Thank you Ben. I will do a more thorough post about him soon… I have had many feelings about this man I called Dad, and love became one of them once he passed away and the chance to truly know him was gone. I am sure the love was always there… but the bitterness was overpowering. ♥
June 30, 2012 at 7:56 AM
::::hugs::::: beautifully written. I could feel your emotion, yes your desire to forgive keeps you held back a bit….almost as time heals
June 29, 2012 at 8:46 AM
Thank you Kharma… time will heal. Most definitely.
June 30, 2012 at 7:57 AM
I pray that someday I can feel the same about my father
June 29, 2012 at 9:00 AM
I can’t pretend to know what you guys went through… but I do hope that one day, the peace will come for you. I love you. ♥
June 30, 2012 at 7:44 AM
“Were we in your heart…”
and those words I can hug, sadly to share what you wanted to say. The poem cries, and that single line breaks me, not in pieces, but to realize the ending part of a beautiful life.
It evokes emotions.
June 29, 2012 at 11:53 AM
Thank you Pawan… I am glad the emotions came through in my writing. ♥
June 30, 2012 at 7:57 AM
This is very sad, yet beautifully written.
June 30, 2012 at 3:38 AM
Thank you…. a heartfelt thought with much sadness.
June 30, 2012 at 8:04 AM
that was certainly moving and even more so. despite the circumstances of it, you shine through here. nicely done of course:)
June 30, 2012 at 8:02 AM
Thank you. ♥
June 30, 2012 at 8:05 AM
Oh, I cried reading this! So heartfelt and full of emotion and love….this was top notch and impacted me in a way you could never know….but maybe you do…. Brilliant….
Celeste
xoxo
July 10, 2012 at 5:32 AM
Thank you Celeste. Writing about my Dad is hard. He wasn’t a good man by my standards and I felt like I was better than him. In truth, my standard shouldn’t have played a factor and I should have opened the opportunity to know him. 20/20 vision is always there when we can’t turn back and use it…LOL.
I am glad you liked this. ♥♥ Much love to you dear friend. xo
July 10, 2012 at 10:21 AM