Losing Control
I was a smart ass teenager
Not the easiest of kids to raise
Always thought I
was right about everything.
One Saturday, I popped
off one too many times…
And…
My Dad lost all control
The one and only time he
Didn’t just whip me…
He slapped me…
He beat me…
He kicked me…
Down on the floor
Curled in the fetal position
protecting my face and head
I was in shock by his actions
Mom stopped him
before he could do
lasting damage…
but damage was done
He finally broke me…
Killed my spirit forever.
From that moment…
He was dead to me…
Dead for years and years
Forgiveness was a long time
in the making
Reconciliation finally came
years later…
But that Saturday…
I lost my Dad
When I needed him Most
© 2013 Annie Original Poetry
Always…I wish you peace, joy and happiness, but most of all I wish you Love.
As Ever, Annie
ANNIE'S MUSE 
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