A daughter scorned

As I watch you from afar

creating something new

yet awfully familiar

I pity you to be honest.

Does she even know?

She’s the third?

Luckily this will be the last.

They will never know the betrayal as I do

Last time I checked,

you don’t quit being a parent.

a lifelong commitment I thought.

Sign the dotted line.

Could have fooled me though I guess huh?

I pity the man you have become.

Way to go on becoming a statistic.

The audacity is comical

You send us your pathetic TikTok’s

only viral thing about you is your toxic ways

You are like a disease, relentless.

Can’t be cured.

your unwillingness to see your own demise is such a shame.

Tisk tisk.

I hope people cringe when they see you in public.

Barf. Gag me with a spoon.

Third times the charm, I see

This will be the final time

I write about you

I can promise you that

Healing looks way too good on me

You no longer hold weight over my head

Like some ransom

Finally free of the shame you

Ever so deeply ingrained into my soul

Thank you for the freedom

I am no longer one of your pawns

In your forever game of chess

Repeat offender 3/29/24

I wrote this with a smile on my face. I have found such relief in writing this type of  honesty over the years and I find it freeing to express myself in the ways he never celebrated. To all the fathers out there, don’t hurt and don’t leave your daughters even when they are all grown up.