You swore to gods that your patience for me was long gone
When you cut me off like a deceitful con.
Even though you barely kept your head above the water
You never tried becoming a better father.
You stole time and trust from anyone who mattered
But my alliances were never scattered.
The night we last met your intentions were see-through.
I prayed – please don’t take me with you.
You never drove off that bridge in your selfish sadness.
Yet, you showed me the purest form of madness.
It’s been 6 years since I last heard your excuses,
But the pain you brought still feeds my muses.
And maybe, just maybe, you took me with you after all?
Because the rage I breathe feels like an endless fall.
-JW
The Daily Writing of Jackie Wright 