You can call this confession time
Written in words of rhyme
My father was an alcoholic abuser
To his face I called him a loser
Many a time I watched Mom beaten with fist
To fight that man I could not resist
One day I said why not fight a man
At thirteen others said I should have ran
In the hospital I had a crushed vertebrae
Mom left she hid us kids far away
And I knew I would kill that man some day
That's when inside my head the dreams started
And from inside my head reality parted
I dreamed of snakes flowing from my mother's head
It was blood gushing from her wounds the psychiatrist said
I dreamed of floating on a stove wolves chasing me
The wolves were my father I was testing reality
I was hypnotized and told I would forget my past
And all the demons inside this man would unmask
Then one day he came kicked in the kitchen door
This was not a challenge I could as a boy ignore
I raised the rifle loaded and wanted my father dead
And the gun would not fire raised my fist instead
The coward of a man he was he out the door ran away
And I never saw him again until they said it was his dying day
There will be thunder and lightning from the skies if we meet again
For I owe for Mom, my sister, that man for all his sin
They say that to hate so bitterly one step from madness
Then I my friend am one step away is for me my guess
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