Craig is a hurricane;
A pernicious storm delivering nothing but havoc and destruction.
This bipolar alcoholic is more destructive than most hurricanes the world has ever seen.
He demolishes your emotions as a storm would do to a home.
Once he is intoxicated,
The skies around you darken like the deepest parts of the ocean;
Then, his torrential rain showers over you until you become flooded with humiliation.
When he is finished,
Your love feels abandoned.
He is a cyclone,
Craig is my dad.
As a person, Craig is present; however, as a father, he is absent.
He compensates the lack of time spent together with gifts,
But the inexplicable gifts showering around me are only out of his self-guilt.
I did not know this as a little girl.
My dad protected me;
I received everything I ever wanted from him
When it rained,
He was my umbrella.
I noticed holes throughout this umbrella.
When it rained,
the water maneuvered its way through my dad’s shield,
My skin was exposed.
I felt vulnerable.
This drunken man could not protect me when I needed him.
I realize then,
Craig was not my umbrella
My dad has always been my rain.
There is nothing better than maturing;
Knowing how far you have come from challenges you have faced.
My dad is my rain,
But everything around me is my sun.
I am a rainbow.
I am the iridescent colors coming across the sky after a malicious storm.
I have learned from my dad’s actions in the past, and
I am transforming them into something beautiful.
I am a rainbow full of drive;
I have no ending.
I listen to others because my dad did not hear me.
I understand others because my dad would not let me speak.
I am the one you follow when you need to be led.
I continue to take action whether or not I am faced with difficulty.
I know how to treat those who I care about correctly.
I received one lesson from my dad––
I will not become the adult he is.
There will be no confusion between the two of us because I am a rainbow,
He is a hurricane,
And storms don’t last forever.