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Spoken Word of Memories

Doing everything on your own isn't a task. It's a fight, a struggle, and a chaotic mess. I remember after my surgery you didn't care to help with your child. You say you are grown, a grown man but you forget that man piece don't make you a man. Oh, yup you can't be a man because your b!tch qualities anit going nowhere. The second time I had surgery, you said you was working and couldn't get off. While, I cry in agonizing pain, pretty much begging you for a helping hand. The pain in my stomach hurted worse than someone punching me in it. While walking to the car with a pad overly soaked with red bright and dark blood, bleeding everywhere. I had to call my father just to ask him for help to pick up another man's child. I couldn't even pick up my child to hold him at the daycare crying in pain. Passing out behind the wheel driving to the hospital. The angels led me to the hospital with out any car crashes or running anyone over. Looking back that was a miracle. Even after the surgeries no where to be found to tend to your child. Where is your intelligence? Where is your passion for your child? Why is it okay to bring kids in this earth and don't give two f*cks about them? Why is it okay for you to live on this got damn Earth as if your child don't exist? Now, once again its all on me. I hope you live your worse nightmare. Little bitc#!

Poetic ER
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Submitted by PoeticER on March 30, 2021

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