My Father

I don't know where to start with this one. I love him, in all. I don't really know where to go with this either. So let's just start at when my mother got home.

There was fighting, that's all I will say. But again I retreated to my room and thought the unthinkable. Although most things lately - good or bad - make me want to jump right into this pathetic little escape from reality (for lack of better description). But that made me think of him, for some odd reason. So I grabbed my phone and texted him, just to make him smile. And that's when I decided that I just couldn't go through with it, for him.

I think it'd be a lie to say that it's only my father keeping me alive, but right now it feels like he's the main reason. I mean, I couldn't just throw my life at Grim's nimble fingers with being my father's only daughter. I just can't do it. I know, I know, he's not been active in my life of late, but honestly, he's just going through a rough time. He's still a good man, he's still a good father.

I don't want my talent (or lack thereof) to go to waste. I got most of it from him. I mean, this would completely obliterate him, and I just can't do that. I'm his only daughter, better yet, I'm his only child. He's just going through a rough patch, everybody does. I figured if I'm going to stay in this corrupt world I might as well do something productive. Why not help my father through this?

I love him, and he deserves the stars. We both do.