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Dad

   
a hazy world confronts me    
my mind once so bright    
now my days are silently surveyed       
through antipsychotic eyes    
     
see it's the small details I miss    
or maybe I'm just not looking anymore    
afraid of the cracks I'll see    
the ones in my life    
     
I miss my dad tonight    
can still smell his pipe tobacco      
see his hard rugged hands    
when he laughed it was with his whole body    
better run for cover though if he was angry    
     
we parted on bad terms    
I took life paths he didn't agree with    
 
though he passed away when I was nineteen      
I can feel him looking over my shoulder as I write    
he wrote too    
something I didn't pick up until six years ago    
freshly released from the psych ward    
     
I was born different    
see and hear things others don't    
makes navigating life tough    
my dad would say make no excuses though    
toughen up and get better at this writing thing    
     
     
     
     
     
 *picture of my Dad    
     
     
     
   
   
   
   
   
crimsin
Written by crimsin (Unveiling)
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