The Taste Of Bad Fatherhood Poem by Dashaun Rashod Snipes Mister

As a child, I craved your love,
But your absence was all I knew.
A father's role, you failed to uphold,
Leaving me with a taste, oh so bitter and cold.
Your words were sharp, like a devil's knife,
Cutting me down, with every strife.
Never a praise, or a gentle touch,
Your love was scarce, it hurt so much.
The taste of bad fatherhood, lingers on my tongue,
A flavor so sour, it can never be undone.
No sweet memories, to savor and hold,
Just a constant reminder, of love left untold.
In my dreams, I see a different man,
One who showers love, like a glistening rain.
But reality hits, and I'm left with the pain,
Of a father who left, and never came back again.
A father's love, is meant to be strong,
A beacon of hope, when all else goes wrong.
But you were a shadow, a distant figure,
Leaving me alone, to navigate life's treacherous river.
Your absence, left a void in my heart,
A deep emptiness, that tore me apart.
I craved your presence, but it was never there,
Just a taste of neglect, and a heart full of despair.
I searched for answers, but they were never found,
In your eyes, I was just another pound.
A weight on your shoulder, that you couldn't bear,
So you turned your back, and left me in despair.
The taste of bad fatherhood, is a bitter pill,
One that I've been forced, to swallow and chill.
But I refuse to let it, define who I am,
I'll rise above, and break free from this jam.
For I've learned, that true strength comes from within,
And I'll no longer let, your absence win.
I'll be my own father, a guiding light,
And chase away, the darkness of your night.
Though the taste of bad fatherhood, will always remain,
I'll use it as fuel, to break free from the pain.
For I am stronger, than the father you were,
And I'll write my own story, one filled with love and care.
So thank you, for teaching me this lesson,
The taste of bad fatherhood, will not be my confession.
For I've learned to love, despite your absence,
And I'll rise above, and break the cycle of your past tense.


Authorship by: Mr. Dashaun Rashod Snipes
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