The Unknown Soldier's blog: "To my father"

A place of unbelonging A different kind of story Not one to enjoy, instead it destroys And gives no absolute glory Thoughts of family gathering Smitten away and leaving No joy, just pain; this is insane All happiness is fleeting No longer an angry feeling Just finally accepting This is wrong; can't stay long It just seems imposing

Christmas What is it to you? -I don't know what it means anymore. Family What is it to you? -A broken home is all I can think of. Happiness What is it to you? -I don't remember how that felt. Love... What is it to you? -Pain, anger, frustration, loneliness. I've lost the things I held close to me Simply because I let you bring me down Always letting people control me Without a fight; without a sound

Please don't laugh, I write a lot of poetry and figured this one could go up.......... I know I've disappointed you But please let me explain It seemed you never cared And it caused me so much pain I did everything you ever asked of me But it still was not enough I felt no pride or trust from you And all I wanted was your love As your daughter, I should've got that But you were never proud of me You didn't give me a chance And you were never happy We always fought with each other Whether you verbal or physical Now we don't speak anymore And I feel I've lost it all First his lies and then yours Such betrayal cannot be handled I'm weak in ways I cannot explain And your love was a scandle You always told me growing up That I must learn to kill to feel safe But in my experience I have found I'd rather kill myself than be your slave So now without you and your "guidance" I shall wander this jagged road Thoug my soul will be forever torn It's the only way to carry this load Of knowledge your "teachings" gave me Your messed way of raising But I thank you in an odd way Because it is why I am me