Do I Look Like Him?
The consequences of letting our parent's love for us dictate our love for ourselves.
She remembered the smell of his cigarettes
The way the smell of Bud Light danced
Along the white corners of his mouth
"I love you baby." He said.
The man she should look to in distress
Felt like nothing more than a stranger who shared her face
She thought maybe this was it
Maybe he'd finally seen her
The way she had always imagined him
But in due time
Like always
The smell of his cigarettes faded
From the shirt she slept with
Tears would sting her eyes
As he would pass her to voicemail
Like he'd pass her off to his father
During visits
And just like that
He was gone
But this time
For good
Shortly after
The love for herself followed
A girl wrapped in chaos
Searching for acceptance
Craving love she only saw in movies
Longing for a family
A mother and father
A home that felt safe
But most importantly
For her father to finally see her
The way she saw him
But his addiction meant more than their blood
His selfishness oozed from his bottle of whiskey
Year after year
Cardless birthday after cardless birthday
Childlike confusion began to seep into her adult life
She began to chip away at her self-respect
In an attempt to fill the void
Man after man
Lie after lie
Manipulation after manipulation
And then it finally happened
However, he still didn't see her
But she finally saw him
Her father
Only it was the reflection
She'd have to live with
For the rest of her life
About the Creator
The Darkest Sunrise
Just a girl and her words <3



Comments (1)
Heart wrenching, but very well written