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