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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required BEFORE READING: Please note that this lyric has some mature content that some readers might find disturbing. Also read the side-note at the end of the poem before commenting... My youngest memories was when I was eight. Daddy would tuck me in on nights so late. Gave me a surprise after every story. Left the room and whispered he was sorry. He said it was our little secret, no need to tell a soul. He said at night his love was lit and he was in control. Said I was beautiful as my tears slowly streamed... So much love to give it isn't fair to keep it all to yourself. I guess it was just the demons in you, but love was never there I barely stood four feet off the ground as you said darling don't make a sound. I was too young to understand, what made daddy feel like a man. Hearing footsteps in the hallway, I pretended I was asleep. Hid my face, and then hear you say, "This will all just be a dream." Said I was beautiful as my tears slowly streamed... So much love to give it isn't fair to keep it all to yourself. I guess it was just the demons in you, but love was never there. Wish I could believe you when you said you cared. My heart was on my sleeve and I kept it in all these years. But love was never there. Heart turned black as coal, when the demons took your soul. This is your choice to choose. It was your own flesh you abused. Made me believe this was special, but a quick pleasure was your goal. Took advantage of me, now I'm older and finally see. Images haunt me to this day. Therapy don't make it wash away. Wish I could believe you when you said you cared. But love was never there. NOTE: I just wanna have you know that is fictional. This has nothing to do with me or anyone I know. I happen to watch a great deal of Law & Order SVU and the stories they tell just get to me. I try to put myself in the shoes of the small child suffering from abuse... I'm sorry if I made anyone uncomfortable by posting this (unfortunately this isn't something out of The Twilight Zone... it's something that really happens).
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