That Terrible Dream

We get so used to things in life that we sometimes become far too blind.
Like I had a crazy dream last night where my dad had cheated on his wife.
We were all sitting one christmas morning opening presents; everything was pleasant.
Then the topic of condoms came about and my dad had said in my truck son you can fish them out.
The devastation we all felt, my poor loving mother simply crumbled.
My whole world just turned upside down; My stomach it fell straight to the ground.
And my respect diminished like the morning fog; My anger rose like a rabid dog.
The peace collapsed luckily my sister relaxed in her bed as all the terror broke loose.
I couldn't believe a slip so fast tightened up that noose.
As I gathered my gear to go ice fishing my dad offered warmth that would do nothing.
Covering my skin with more lies until I broke through his ice wall barrier.
I thought knowing the truth would have helped but instead it ignited a fire burning so hot that no one could put out.
My dad tried to plea and beg offering me comfort, fuck off that just makes me sick.
Just looking at him brought only tears and sorrow.
Wishing that this nightmare would end and it would finally be tomorrow.
Never would I see him the same.

The man I once looked up to has withered away.
I sway back and forth in the dark forest where I constantly pace.
My mind and heart were both racing not knowing what to do.
Poor little sister woke from the commotion asking what happened to us.
The dad tried to lie but I wasn't letting him so I hollered and cussed.
I never did tell her the truth simply told her the lies.
Cause maybe one day she will be ready as too her happiness dies.
I walk away as the dad tries to say, ignoring him is all I can do.
I felt so much pain that my heart filled with rain, hurting him is all I wanted too.
Never have I thought this day would ever come in my life.
Then I awoke with surprise and all choked up for this was only a dream.
So glad I was and so real it felt, but remember this could always still happen to me.