The cruelest thing

 
 
 Went over my old poems here  
like flicking through an old photo album  
mostly shit, some deeply profound  
many about you, my love and intent  
clear as fucking day  
 
Starting to question yours though  
sure feeling played the fool  
orchestred like only you can  
what you trying to do paint me a monster, fucking erase me,  
what was I to you nothing more than a sperm donor something to be cast aside  
erased, as if an immaculate conception occurred, rather than the love that was there, from my perspective anyway  
what you want to piss five years away just like that... Poof gone up in smoke  
 
No joke leaving me hanging in debt and despair, your silence evident, you don't give a fuck any more if you ever did.. Well done the social worker treats me like a cunt, never gets back to me and let me tell you, I'm sick of chasing those that don't care, never have, never will.  
Fuck that heartless incompetent bitch  
still trying to decide, if she's in the right profession or if she's perfectly suited to the role of tearing families apart  
 
You sure killed me here,  
metaphorically of course and a little literally  
I'm strong though, I'll get back up  
figure out what next  
I forgive you, pray you find forgiveness  
maybe get in touch with your son, who is worried, loves and misses you. Just as your family feels the same  
What's it been years now, never understood why  
you cut people off like that  
 
Talk about dysfucktional  
 
How easy it is for you though, do you even have a conscious, what you going to do when she starts asking questions.. Cut her off too  
 
Leave this hanging with no closure, send the divorce papers first class through the post. Technically we are still married...  
So pull your fucking head in, this only hurts our daughter  
 
This is the cruelest thing to deny a father time with his child, especially at the age she is now.. How do you sleep at night? Soundly I imagine believing you've won a prize or something