Disposable Child

Throughout my life you’ve always been in and out,
Constantly creating this shadow of doubt.
As a child I would wait for you to appear,
Thinking maybe this time you’d remember me here.
As the sun goes down and continues to fade,
The sky dims a bit and turns a cool grey.
I’ve waited and waited ever so patiently,
As time ticked on, I knew you forgot me.
Back into the house, that I wish I had left,
Wishing I was gone, I then take a deep breath.
She looks at me coldly and then starts to say,
“I told you he’d forget you like every other day.”.
“He’s not going to come, he just doesn’t care”,
“Your not that important, you’re not even there.”.
“He has a new girlfriend and a six-pack of beer”,
“What makes you even think he would want you near?”.
So I drag my bags back inside the house,
With tears down my face, yet quiet as a mouse.
Why didn’t he come? What did I do wrong?
Maybe she’s right he didn’t care all along.
Was I not wanted and just in his way,
Did he even know that I waited all day?
If he wanted to get me he would have been here,
Was I really replaced with a six-pack of beer?
So as night falls I now climb into bed,
With visions of daddy stuck in my head.
Hoping one day that you’ll clearly see,
You never hurt her you only hurt me.

September 11th, 2018

An Original Poem By Myself

Shannon Anderson