Daddy Wasn't There

I loved this poem! Better than any of the poems that I wrote about my dad being away from me. My dad left me before I was even born. Here I am 15 years old without my dad. I hate him but I love him. I was hurt, when he left. I have never seen him in my life. I am going to be a 10th grader this fall and he is still not here, will he be here for my graduation in 2012? I doubt it!

This poem made me cry because this is all about me! My dad left when I was 2 Years old.

This poem is good, it really speaks to me because its the same thing that I feel, that I lived through. My dad hasn't been around since I was 3 or 4 years old. He left because he loved his drinking and drugs. I have very few photos of him, but the few that I do have, I see him and I think "who is this 'man' I used to call father?" My mother and I could have had a better life if he was around, but I am proud to say that we never, ever needed him. When I was at my 8th grade promotion to 9th grade, I was valedictorian! And I did that without him. My mother and I have done so much without him. I am going to go on with or without him. He will not stop me...

Hello my name is Kaitlin and this poem made me cry, because I can relate to it. My dad left when I was 3 years old and I didn't hear from him for eleven years I am now 15 years old a freshmen and I finally got to meet my dad about 1 year ago and he already screwed things up. I really don't know if meeting him again was the best thing for me because it hurts that I don't get to see him. Like when I see my friends dads and how much they love and care for them it makes me sad because I never got that.

This story relates to me in a way my mom and her ex-boyfriend, who I used to call my dad were on the verge of breaking up, which they eventually did. I was a graduate of eighth grade at the time, and I was at my Aunt's house for summer vacation. My Aunt and Uncle had thrown a graduation party for me, and when I saw my mom again, she was with another man. Then that's when she told me the news that would change my life forever.

I love it its sooo deep..it filled my eyes with tears because this sounds like my daughter! her father isn't around and I'm all she has. It's so sad when men don't step up and do the right thing by their kids!

I love this poem! My daddy left my mom when I was just born, he never wanted another girl. my older half sister is 19 years and, although she was only 5 years old when I was born, I have a older brother too, my dad was hoping for yet another boy. but he got me instead. So he ran out on my family. came back when I was five and left nearly a week before I turned six. I never had contact with him until Christmas of '09, but yet all that was just a five minute phone call. I haven't talked to him since. I doubt I will for a long time.

This poem sounds like my life. My father left when I was 16 years old. My mom was always there until she passed away 2 years ago. It takes a real strong woman to be both mom and dad. I love you MOM!

This poem made me cry. My dad went to prison when I was a week old. I have been to see him maybe 3 times. The older I get the more I hate him because I look at all the things that he's missed out on, and he expects me to wait for him to have a relationship together. (I don't think so) I'm in 8th grade now. But he wont get out until in 19. My mom has been in and out of my life, Caring more about drugs. But I'm thankful I have my wonderful grandma.!!!! <33

My father left me when I was a baby and came back six years later. I am eleven now and I hate my father. he hurt me. He is an alcoholic pot-head. He hurt my lungs with marijuana. I have a step father. He is a better dad than that dumb guy will ever be. I wish I could only have one dad, so then the hurt wouldn't be in my heart all the time. I am thankful for my mom and my step father, who have always loved me since day one.

Before I was born my father would always beat my mom. She got pregnant and he still kept beating her. She lost the baby. Then she got pregnant again with me. When she was 8 months pregnant he beat her again just because a guy was looking at her. That night I was born. The doctors said it was a miracle that I was alive. When I was 2 I burned myself because he wasn't taking good care of me. Then my mom got tired of him and left him. Everyone asks me if I miss him or what I would do if I saw him again or if I would forgive him. My answers are always the same I don't miss never have never will, if I saw him again I would ignore him just how he ignored my moms screams and I wouldn't forgive him. But I will thank him for letting me burn and for never looking for me. For 1 everytime I see my burned hand I see a man who isn't worth it. 2. for leaving because if he were still with us my mom, my brother, and I would probably be dead, and most important because he taught me to survive and be strong by him not being here.

I've never met my dad before, he left before I was born, my brother who's 19 see's him all the time and its like cutting my heart out all the time, I even cut myself to see if it helps.. It does sometimes. I'm only 12 my dad has never given me a birthday card or money, he was never there for me and he still isn't and to be honest I don't want him here anymore, yes I have too have counseling and yes I'm on suicide watch but as long as I'm happy that's all that matters but when my friends talk about their dad's I just run to the bathroom and cry, it's all I can do, oh well, I give up

When I was growing up my father was in jail. We would go and see him and it made me and my sister very happy. but it ended when we seen him with another woman and he told us to leave and that it was over between him and our mom. He stopped writing to us and stopped sending us bday cards and stopped child support. He picked that woman over us. He didn't care when all the times I ended in the hospital and he told my sister he wanted my mom to kill me when she was pregnant with me. But my mom didn't. I'm a better person now and a better parent. I'm glad has wasn't in my life all I need is my mom and my kids.

My father left my mom when I was 1. My mom wanted to have another baby and he told her you are going to have to raise both of them by yourself. I also have a brother who is my fathers son. I am trying to get a relationship with him.

My dad and my mom were divorced and then when my dad left, he had nothing to do with me and my older sister. He never has the "time" to see us. But he has tried again and again to get in touch with me and her. But I said I had nothing else to do with him. For what he has done! My mom has remarried when I was only 1 1/2 to one of the most bestest person anybody will ever meet! He has been more of a father than my real father has been in his entire life. So I thank the Lord everyday and night for giving me suck a Kindhearted person. I love him with all my heart!

So bittersweet. I can see now why my youngest and I are the closest. Her daddy died when she was 4 and I know she was always worried about me.

I know my son's dad wasn't around much and even though they can get in touch, my son rarely calls him. He just doesn't feel comfortable doing it.

I hope and pray my children, all grown now, never felt afraid of me leaving them when things were tough.

This poem struck a nerve with me...My father left when I was young (maybe 5), I really don't count that time though because he was drunk or on drugs when he was there. I saw him maybe 3 times (even though he lived about 15 miles away) between 5 and 14 when he died at age 39 due to complications associated with his drug use. I often use to tell myself I didn't care because it didn't feel like I did, I didn't even cry when I went to the hospital to watch them take him off the life support. I use to think what would he have thought when I graduated high school, went on to serve my country in the Marine Corps, get a degree in Electrical Engineering, see my children born. But in reality I'm glad he's dead, because he doesn't deserve the chance to take credit for what he had no part in. Everything I have done has been in spite of him, using him as the example of what I didn't want to be. I could continue on and on, but I'm out of Characters...Without Mom it would be a different world..

I can understand this my dad left me when I was 1 years old he got put in jail and he called me 11 years later.