"The Letter Never Delivered"
Lyrics to "the letter never delivered", an angry poem about resentmentDear Stranger,
Just 'cause your life is trife and your wife is cheatin’... Just because Dinners, Were full of glasses Smashing Into paintings, Like they were planes into buildings, Just because your attitude shattered chandeliers Into blizzards of glass tears And you live with that forlorn fear That another man may, Just may, Have an edge on you, Doesn’t mean you’re gonna make me the dark hole you stuff your misplaced misery in… I know you’re sick, I know your disease prevents you from Seeing the two sides of a story that aren’t yours, I also know the wars In your mind Are designed By divine reason, So stop blaming the world For what you see as god’s treason, ‘cuz you can’t have summer In all four seasons… Dad. The only time I, Ever came before U, Were those nights when I’d read from the dictionary, To block out The boisterous battles of bellows From behind barricaded doors breachless Like your mental walls, Like your emotions, Thicker than quicksand But shallower than the kiddie pool You never took me to… I just needed someone to replace the wall I threw tennis balls to, The wall that could only Hear and echo everything I said, But could never give me advice, On how to talk to that girl I liked, How to ride a bike, Or fight, With lips Not fists, So when I watched our neighbor, Lightin’ up his spliffs, Who was I supposed to look up to, Dad? Someone who actually noticed I exist, Or you - A plane flying over the ocean with a gas leak, A short fused brick of C4 Backfired against the ones your supposed to love more Than those jackass divorcees you play cards with on weekends… You were supposed to be the glue, That bound our family by truth, But you wore your anger Like a played out plaid suit, Way too loose, Took your marriage and family And tied us up in a serpentine noose, And hung us out to dry, Stranded, And I can’t understand it, I was supposed to follow you to manhood And you left me branded With absence Like the church did to our people in the holocaust… Not that you ever taught me that… What is it about me that scares you? Is it ‘cuz I’m a spitting image of you dad? Eyes, hair, skin, I look just like you And you fear the world Ever seeing another you, Another machine of the devil’s creation, Blatant impatience, Complacent with hatred, The invading rapist Shaking my matrix Until my purity breaks up Like the Giants defense In football games that we never watched… You know Most kids, Hearts are broken when their dad leaves, They’re emotionally bruised, Lost and confused About the size of the shoes They’re left to fill, But not me, There was no confusion, Of all the deep emotions I could’ve felt, The only one that stuck and struck me, Was relief, A release From the tyranny That bled from your insecurity, It was solace replacing fear, As a ghost replaced a demon… Well have no fear, ‘Cuz I will never be you, I loathe every characteristic of your personality, I despise every cell body you embody, And it hurt, When I needed to call your name for help, But all that came out, was “mommy”. I will never be you… Sincerely, Ahh, forget it… No one… |
"The Letter Never Delivered" is a performance poem - an angry one actually. It was written as I reflected back on my life and compiled feelings and stories from past family issues. This is one of my favorite pieces. It's written and performed with more than a hint of anger, and it's certainly meant to evoke some personal issues from my listeners. Hope you enjoy the poem!
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