Father.

I used to have this story inside my head, where my life was different and I belonged in a happy family.

This make-believe story I predicted in my head,

To pieces upon the ground does it fall.

A happiness once experienced -

A security long gone,

And a father I had imagined -

Now a memory in which I had created.

But, the hurt inside is real -

All torn up, how does my heart continue to beat?

A trauma of the past -

Why must I remember what I wish to not?

I created the perfect life in my head,

I planned, and I planned it well.

Used up everything in me,

To become a girl cherished

By a happy family,

A happy father and a happy mother -

To pieces upon the ground,

Does this make-believe story crash.

Reality is different,

That father that I had imagined -

Never did exist.

The father that I feared,

Loved,

And lost -

In reality, cherishing the moments 

You were once with that person,

Is the most fleeting, and beautiful dream -

That a person could ever have.

Reviews

[Tony Jordan]

This is so heart-wrenching Angeliki.
Any fool, any monster, any addict can become a parent.
Even potential dog owners get evaluated before getting a rescue dog!!
It's a sad sorry state of affairs that will surely lead to more stories like this.
Keep writing it out.