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You dont know
You don’t know,
Who I am
You don’t know,
And you don’t understand
You don’t know,
What I feel inside
You don’t know
How many tears I’ve cried
And you don’t know
That I need you so much
And you don’t know
You're too far out of touch
You don’t know
About the life I plan to live
You don’t know
That there’s nothing for you
I wouldn’t give
You don’t know
Me inside
You don’t know your own blood that thrives
You don’t know
How terrible you make me feel
You don’t know
If I’m fake
Or real
You don’t know
The shape of my eyes
You don’t know
My secrets, my lies
You don’t know
It’s you, I despise
You don’t know
And you think you’re wise
You don’t know
You’re too naive to look
So I want back all that you took
I want back
my childhood life
Take back the hurt,
The pain and the strife
You don’t know what you do not see
You don’t know,
'Cause you do not know me.
Wow, this so well sums up the consequences of men raised without affection, the sins of the fathers passing down to the next generation...I, too, had an emotionally absent dad, it was only when I met, & learned to trust the love of my Father in Heaven that I began to understand, heal, & forgive. I pray you, too, will be able to receive this incredible, life-changing gift.
Your writing is powerful, clear, & evocative, & I look forward to reading more. I also liked the way you didn't spell out, in the poem, that it was for your dad...I'm sure many women reading it could relate it to other men
they've tried to reach & heal with their love, that could not respond...seeing as we re-create the relationships we grew up with, in our attemps to heal ourselves...{until God heals us, we can let in no-one else.}
~Anastazia~