Pure Pity

Do you honestly think I wanted this to happen do you think I wanted my son to grow up and not know who is dad is well a better word for it should be sperm donor sure, you were there to watch him born yeh you stayed with me until that night but you didn't hold him, what were you afraid of? you know what i think, I think you made a fool of yourself. You denied that he was your son simply because you didn't think he was mixed. With that one and only time that you glanced at him i bet you thought "well that's not my baby, that's a white baby" you really got a hard slap in the face when that paternity test came back didn't you? oh yeh and we can't forget how you went off and married another girl in the midst of all this and then got her pregnant too and beat her and her son? no that wouldn't be right to forget that. And oh yeh how you threatened to kill me and my son beacuse you didn't want to pay child support. You want to know know something though, I don't want you near my son, you are sick, you need some help. I was willing to give all the benifts of the doubt before not now, not ever again. And i guarentee, when you are old dying man you will want to make it right with all of your children. This might sound harsh but I will make sure you won't be able to. You see when you are in that bed suffering I want your last thoughts to be of how much of an ass you were and all the chistmas's and birthdays that you missed. I want you to think of all the times that you never got to hear your kids laugh or all the times that you never got to throw them a baseball. I hope you cry too, I hope that you are in pain because nothing can compare to the pain that you have caused me and my son and my family. I only feel pure pity for you, not because of now, but because of where you are going when you die. Written January 6th, 2002 © on Jan 06 2002 02:01 PM PST, Chauna   18 • 0 • 1