Dad
I got to quit carrying you.
You failed in so many ways.
You could never be there for me.
I wanted you to be there for me,
but you never could.
I need to accept that and go forward.
You never tried to meet me where I needed to be met.
You wanted to me to you at where you wanted me to meet you.
I am still trying to meet you there, even though, you passed years ago.
I need to go forward on my own without carrying you.
Put you on the side of the road, little by little.
Walk with my shoulders and head high,
looking forward to the future with you behind me.
I can do it.
I will do it.
I can be me.
Be what I want to be,
who I want to be.