Bad Daddy

No more daddy I shouted every time I saw your shadow.
Don't kiss me or touch me, no more beating with the paddles.
I can't stand the pain, why does it hurt me so bad?
Why do you abuse me, you're suppose to be my dad!
The night time falls, it's the worst time of the day.
Daddy leave me alone, please just go away.
I'm just a little girl, have not experience womanhood.
Can't enjoy my first time or enjoy the things that I should.
You should have loved and protected me and kept me from harm.
Instead you held and caressed me with those evil arms.
You stripped away my self-esteem, my beauty there is none.
I just hold still and pretend I'm dead until you are done.
This sad little girl growing up never knowing if true love can really be.
Relationships with different men, having sex because they say they love me.
My mind is confused, my goals have been scattered, my heart broken into pieces like glass that's been shattered. 
Can't turn back the hands of time and undo whats been done.
Never hearing a forgive no not one.
I'll try to forgive you, but I know i won't ever forget, reliving these moments makes me break out in a cold sweat.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2012

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Amadore Avatar
January 31, 2012 at 1:05 PM
Congratulations on being featured this week.
Brown Avatar
January 30, 2012 at 7:07 AM
Congratulations on your well deserved featured poetry this week Ericka. Love, Carol
Mister Roboto Avatar
January 7, 2012 at 12:58 PM
You got varieties Ericka! There's a lady at the job who's got flows like yours but yours is better. I'm bout to show her your poem fo real, she'd love it too.
Whitlock-Ishway Avatar
January 5, 2012 at 5:30 PM
Such a spine tingling write Erica. One I'm all too familiar with. What I applaud is the strength in you... It resonates in all your work. I will pray for your continued strength... Lay
King Avatar
January 4, 2012 at 10:31 PM
How can someone rape their own child? The scars that were left are finally healing. Can't turn back the hands of time, but I can move forward. Thank God my mother believed me when I finally told her. MOTHER'S PLEASE BELIEVE YOUR CHILDREN
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