All for Her

You bring my children into this world, to raise them and teach them about happiness and love. Then you go and take them, away from a father who did ought but love them and raise them and teach them. A father who spent his blood, sweat and tears, spending years, with an unfaithful, and traitorous, ostentatious, bag of skin, wrapped around the soul of a malicious heart. I am a bad man. I lived and breathed your hate for so long, it has infected me, and now it only brings pain, to you and yours, to those who I swore I'd always love and honor. I am a bad man. For my children, I am still father, a man, far away, fighting an uphill battle to still matter, as you teach them that your "accident" was my fault. As you teach them, that all I ever did was nothing, my life was wasted and misplaced amongst the stars that YOU reached for. I am a bad man. Years spent seeking your happiness in two countries, dragging us behind you through the mud, and I'm the bad man. So here is how it will go, from now on. I may be the bad man, I may not be the perfect thing for you, but for my children I am dad, a man who taught them to see through fake people. To reach for their own stars and to never step on anyone to reach them. So for you, know this to be true. One day my children will see your real colors, and though you teach them I am a bad man, you will never be a good woman, because love is not conditional, and our children are not your chess pieces to use against me, as one day, they will move of their own accord to know me, so until then, I'm proud to play the role you've given me. A bad man, but a damned good father, one you can label all you wish, scream until you are hoarsh and in the end, a man, you once loved for all the things you now hate. Live your life, I'll live mine. I'm better off without your weight crushing me, as you will always reach for more. Sincerely yours, your stepping stone