Damn Father

Nothing I do is ever good enough for you

Everything I say

You always take it the wrong way

I wish you could understand how much your love meant to me but now you’re gone and I have nothing to say

I just watched you go on your way

You’re my father dumb ass

You’re supposed to be there for me

You’re supposed to be eveything inside of me

You were never there for my first bike ride

You were never there to wipe my tears when I cried

You were never there for my first arrest

You were never there when I started growing mounds on my chest

You would beat and cheat on my mother

Hurt me, my sister, and my brother

I hate you

Just wanted you to know that too.

By The Evil Cheezman

Purveyor of sacred truths and purloined letters; literary acrobat; spiritual godson of Edgar Allan Poe, P.T. Barnum, and Ed Wood; WAYNE MILLER is the head architect of EVIL CHEEZ PRODUCTIONS, serving up the finest in entertainment and edification for the stage, the page, and the twain screens, silver and computer. He is the axe-murderer who once met Andy Griffith.