This Thanksgiving

There will be no cheer
Just the mourning the loss of my dad
No more happiness that my dad brought
Just sadness and pain
Even though I barely knew you
You were still my father
Even though we didn't get along
I loved you
But you didn't know
I was such a horrible daughter
Ill always think of the past things that I have done to you
I still mourn my loss in my own way
But all everyone cares about is how THEY lost him, not me
He was my father, damnit!
Why cant you see the pain and sorrow in my eyes?
Why cant you love me like he did?
This Thanksgiving will be another year of hell, loss and sadness.