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single mother
Single mother
Was not a single lover
Obviously to have me
Cause It took two
Her and you
To create what I once wanted to be a family
As in her, you my brother and me
But somewhere in between posing for the family portrait and capturing it you disappeared
Not even with an explanation on why
You said goodbye but without a word
You just spurred.
Left us all alone during the lonely nights with no one else
But ourselves to quiet down the cries we wept.
I watched mother try to teach us how to love when deep in her heart she knew that Love had everything to do with why she was alone with two children that she didn’t bare by her lonesome.
Watched her cry silently so that I wouldn’t grow up allowing our situation to affect me
But it did.
Because no matter how many times she tried to put a smile on her face, I could see the sadness left from the blows to the face that she took from you just so that you could let her fall victim to being a single mother by a low life brother
Yet you still expect me to call you my father other than someone who simply donated something to conceive me
And believe me I’m not just venting out because I have nothing better to do
I’m just telling the biography of you
Shit time and time again I found myself allowing you to come in and out my life
Whether or not it was wrong or right
And I found myself dealing with the same problem that you helped create but you yourself could not solve
Until I realized that the only way I could get the answer is by subtracting you from an equation that you never deserved to be added into to begin with.
You were man enough to sketch the picture of having a family but you weren’t man enough to frame the final touches for everyone to see
So throughout my life I had to be an image you helped to capture but did not stick around to develop
