What Dad Was All About

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hanks, Dad, for being the best dad.. You let me know what dads are all about.

I miss you a lot. I wish you was here with me and your grandchildren. Life is different for me at times, the shit I go through in life. I wish like hell the police never killed you that night when I was seven years old. 

Your baby girl still got your back. I promise, before I close my eyes, I will get to the bottom of this. I demand justice for you, Daddy, and I will get it.

I won’t stop until I take my last breath. I still wake up crazy after the fact of knowing you gone from me. Being outside seeing other people with their dad fucks my head up deeply. It hurts witnessing other people with peace and happiness with their dad. 

But you know what, Dad? Your Daughter love you. I wish like hell our time was not short together. But like I always say, things happen for a reason—even though I still haven’t got understanding of this pain and scarring of my heart. God, why it feel like someone stabbing you uncontrollably, stepping all over your heart?

Your daughter miss you.

I am in pain, Dad. Why you let them win against you? They took you away from your awesome daughter.

I am frustrated by these asshole fathers these days. They don’t do shit and they lazy as fuck. 

You was locked up in D.C. jail and you was still maintaining custody, or working on retaining custody of me with my grandmother’s assistance. They kept sending you mail to release custody of me, but you kept returning to sender. 

It’s crazy how motherfuckers not in jail, with no bars around, access to public transportation and shit. They have all the excuses in the world for why they can’t do anything for their kids.

It irritate my soul to see these sorry motherfuckers around that ain’t doing shit for their kids.

So fuck Father’s Day. I can care less about a damn Father’s Day for real for real. 

Mine was taken from me. And these fathers these days some shit. I don’t know where the hell they come from.

But thank God mine was good while he was with me.


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