Survivor

You left us on our own;
my mother broken hearted and alone,
so now I say goodbye to you with a heart of stone.
You were supposed to be the hero,
but turned out to be the foe.
I reached for you, but you were gone.
You up and left us, so quick to move on.
I went from saying āI love you fatherā
to please just donāt bother.
All your promises remain unfulfilled,
but bit by bit the truth was spilled.
I donāt know where I belong,
but believe me Iāll stand strong.
With pride, Iāll bare each scar
for they tell a story of a survivor.

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Comments
Excellent poem and easily relate-able to anyone who's been through similar!
Thank youĀ