Your Child

Did you have a plan?
I was in your hands.
I had no choice.
I was your child.

You took away my voice.
You hid me from the world.
You kept me like a first edition.
I was your child.

I wept each day.
Isolation was my sentence.
Debilitating was your love.
I was your child.

You were selfish.
You were manipulative.
Your love caused my decline.
I was your child.

You died old man.
You died alone.
You didn't suffer...pitty.
I was your child.

You went suddenly.
You had no warning.
Your pathetic heart stopped...dead.
I was your child.

Look...see what you have done.
Under life's pressures I crumble.
Mental illness have I.
I was your child.

Each day, hour, minute is a challenge.
Like an unsocialized pup I fear others.
So much anger have I bottled up inside.
I was your child.

Was it my destiny?
To be treated so dreadfully.
I am fifty-three and still a child.
You...bastard...were my dad.