Daddy issues

My dad is wonderful

My dad is great

Perfection combination of farther and mate,

Always just and always fair

Tries his best to love and to care.

But recently I’m learning I’ve got issues there.

Therapy talks leading me to see

That me and my dad aren’t quite as rosy as can be,

And his past and his life have a knock on effect on me.

70’s child, military training

Probably never getting the approval

For which he was straining.

Now this is my life, this is my war,

Trying to get my dad to open the door

To his heart, just a little,

But I don’t know where to start,

That part is fickle.

My life now resolves around seeking his approval,

Holding out for a nod, a smile,

A seal of approval.

The cloud in my mind

Dense with this yearning,

And slowly but surely

My heart is learning,

That it may never come.

Through no fault of his own

My farther is programed,

for the door to his heart,

his emotions,

to be permanently slammed

shut.

I’m stuck in a rut

And I’m out here

Fighting alone.

The cloud above my head

Raining depression.

I’ve got daddy issues,

That is my confession.