A Failure as a Dad
They would keep their children lying and dying
But never treat a plumber or an electrician the same
I would be starving in my room for hours
Who would care? Who would ever think of me?
They starve the monster inside me then complain about the consequences
My mouth is dry and my throat hurts
They feed me insults and fights
This world is not fair
I might die right now unnoticeably
In my room there’s a cloud of despair falling down on me drops of pain, hate and self-harm.
Yes, you failed to save me
You failed to see me or please me and here I am, fading into an unmemorable heap of dust











