My Journey in Time

Life, It's Never What We Expect Follow Me On My Writing Journey

Your Day

Author Tiffani Slaughter

It was your birthday yesterday

I didn’t think to call

I didn’t send a card

I didn’t celebrate at all

You once were my father

Once someone I knew

You ruined my life

In so many ways

When I just needed a father

You chose to abuse

Your words always vile

Manipulative and cruel

You teased

You poked

You pushed me to the darkest depths of my soul

I wanted guidance

You wanted to criticize

I wanted comfort

Instead you were cruel

Your words always hitting

You always left a bruise

I can’t celebrate you

Not in anyway

You lost that chance from me

It’s gone for the rest of your days

So don’t expect a call

Don’t expect cards of love

You gave up all rights

When you said I wasn’t your kid

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