Angry Poem about Family

Poem About Son Loving Step-Father Vs. Real Dad

Why do some abuse the ones they love the most and pay a price that leaves them out of the house?

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This tells my whole life growing up. I'm now 21 but growing up I watched my dad beat my mom and me but hurt her more than me and now my mom got married about 4 years ago to my step dad. I...

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My Father And My Dad

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Published: February 2006

Hurrying to pack up all your stuff in the middle of the night.
All because your Mother and Father are in another abusive fight.
You hear all that yelling and screaming at such a young age.
It feels like a scared dog that's trapped in its cage.
But your Father beating your Mother until she can't take it no more.
I walk out of my bedroom to see her bloody and lying on the floor.
I was only three years old, but these memories still run through my head.
No wonder all my life I told everybody, that my Father was dead.
He did nothing to help my Mother with my sister and me.
Mom was always working her fingers to the bone to take care of us three.
Then she met someone who put us all first in his life.
Together they had a baby and he made her his wife.
He has done more for me than my own Father has, and that makes me mad.
But that's why he'll be my Father and you'll always be my dad.

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  • Jordan by Jordan
  • 5 years ago

This tells my whole life growing up. I'm now 21 but growing up I watched my dad beat my mom and me but hurt her more than me and now my mom got married about 4 years ago to my step dad. I call him my father, he's more of a dad then my real dad ever was.

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