Bitter black Void

Bitter black void that divides my hearts deeds from its desires. Keeps me awake at night, wondering how you've gotten this far.
Im confused by how you think momentary phone calls empty cards and drive by visits are good enough
For your own flesh and blood.
Yet for some reason im pathetic for my raging ways

lashing out in attempts to tear down those prideful walls you hide behind,
But get nowhere. Progress in no way.
Im supposed to weep for your lost years locked away in box of your consequences, twice you've been here and im supposed to be sympathetic? Every man of my future will pay for your past, subjected to the misplaced mistrust for any male with a pulse. My hatred created by your lack of perception for promises.
Up to my knees in memories of a vast lifestyle,
A quick drop to make a quick buck,
Chasing dollars and skirt tails
No time for big dreams.
How quickly we were dropped, your prime responsibility.
Bitter black void and your cheap attempts to tuck me in at night, read me a story
But interrupted by the time of night or maybe even the strike of guilt. This is what I've become accustomed to, something your offended by,
But a product of something you built.
Bitter black void had a thing for Latin women,
Proved it three times.
Now all three of us building three different lives
With one hand while sweeping up our broken pasts with the other.
See even though you weren't there
The three of us, we had each other.
Oh but bitter black void
The time now is much too gone,  no way to recreate no way to renovate what could have been, what you should have been, what you already missed.
But don't be soured, there's still good news to all of this. Remember that time u said u never wanted kids? Well stranger to me, you got your wish.