I am defined by my past,
That's what they told me,
As I looked around the burnt down home,
Of the memories of a parent who wasn't a father,
But rather an enemy.
I walk these old hallways,
Stopping to look in a mirror,
I wear the face of my opponent,
We share the same blood,
And live under the same roof.
As you settled in your fathers warm embrace,
I wake up terrified of what’ll happen on the holidays,
Another pair of tears rolling down my eyes.
And when they ask about him,
I say I never saw what it was like,
To be loved by a man unconditionally,
To be remembered as a child-
And not the enemy.
Please give a detailed explanation about the meaning and main idea of this poem.
This poem is about my relationship with my father. Him and I never got along, especially during holidays or big events - I remember being jealous of other peoples relationships with their fathers growing up, just because of how estranged our relationship was.
Please explain your writing and thought process regarding this poem.
While writing this poem, I really delved deep into what I was feeling while growing up, I wanted to portray how it feels to live with someone who is your own enemy, even if related by blood.
Why did you choose to write this poem?
I was searching up ways to have my poetry seen, as it is very important to me.