Daughter's wishes

I wish my dad loved me as much as he loves our dog.
I wish my mom cared that I cut myself.
I wish my parents knew,
how much I cry every night over their divorce.
I wish my parents told me they loved me.
I'm grateful to have both parents.
But I'd like them together.
What's the point of having both parents,
when neither of them care about you.
They fill the emotional void with material possessions.
I'd give it all away just for one hug.
Just to hear for ONCE " We love you Shannon."

Maybe I wouldn't cut as much.
Maybe I wouldn't cry so much.
Maybe I'd enjoy coming home everyday.
Maybe I'd frown a little less.
I don't want the impossible from you.
I don't want simple attention.
I want to be loved by the two people,
that matter the most to me.

Dad, the longest conversations we have,
are about how many things I do wrong.
And how mom leaving is my fault.
How I could've cleaned more,
Or if I cooked more,
If I smiled more.
If I didn't have so many problems.
We suffer in silence as she falls in love again.

The Family Meeting

Family meetings lead to nothing but bad news.
Family meeting lead to tear and confusion.
Family meetings are unnecessary and cruel.
We'll sit and wonder, what could be the cause.
Not knowing the seriousness of it all.
You'll break it to us heartlessly and blunt.
Not even seeming to care about the affects of your sin.
Fuck your sadistic ways of thinking.
Fuck your obscene excuses.
You don't try to care for your family.
You don't support your family anymore because of your decision.
Because you stopped loving him apparently that means you stopped loving us.
Tell me what goes on in that head of yours.
I want to know what exactly made you come to the decision of ruining the lives of many.