His Father's Crime
By gin69er
As I sat there frozen, to what she had said Blood pumping loudly throughout my head When she said what my father had said to her About his childhood & how much he hurt That she didn’t believe him, he must have been lying Took all of my strength, not to start crying For she liked my grandfather, “he was a great guy” For she was upset on the day that he died I thought it was all written over my face My hurt and my anger and once what took place For I’ve never told them, they wouldn’t believe me But when I heard what my dad said, I wanted to flee All through the years, when she has praised him I just bit my tongue and tried not to scream For he was NOT a nice guy, at least not to me He used and abused my tiny body Now all this came out after my dad’s “episode” When his life’s burdens were to heavy a load He tried to kill himself, he said over money But now he made these allusions, I start to worry Was his childhood as horrid as mine? Was he also a victim of his father’s crime? Written February 27th, 2002 © on Feb 27 2002 09:23 AM PST 18 • 0 • 1
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