A dad's love.

I miss my father. He changed, I couldn't really remember anything good about him, about us. 

All i remember was him, being abusive towards me and my brothers. But of course. I need to pretend that my father loves me. 

He told me once that I'm not worth a penny, that he had never met someone like me. 

Everytime I go somewhere and see a kid with his or her dad, my heart aches and bleed. My ribs all broken. And so is my soul. 

I feel like I don't have a father. I don't feel like he exists. He would give me money, but how I wish that everytime he does, I'd just take the money and slam it infront of his face e and say that I dont want his money. 

Why can't he understand that all I want is attention and love from a father.

For so long, I feel very empty. For now I can't really state why. But maybe, just maybe it's because of my father. 

In silence and pain, And all the broken pieces of myself, I still love him endlessly. 

He is a man I could never replace, he is my hero.  

My inactive superhero.