18 Years Later

Slam Poem

18 years later,

you try again.

You come back in my life,

Trying to make amends.

With one simple sweep,

I let you in.

Though I know in my heart,

That You’ll leave again.

You gave me life,

But you leave on a whim.

You can’t be my father,

When I have one of them.

You tell me that you love me,

And yes I say it too.

But I know you don’t mean it,

And me loving you isn’t true.

You say all these words,

That leave me wanting more.

I guess you’ve made a habit,

Of walking out the door.

You gave me the life,

Of a sad little loner.

Because I am the sperm,

And you are the donor.

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