Familial Conflictions

From hero to villian
Within the same breath
Now choices have caught up
Sentencing your death

Creating in me, life
Yet shaming my existence
Still I have chosen
A life of forgiveness

Separating me
From what others had
Those little girls that knew
There was a king in their dad

Struggles with jealousy
Envy pushing my nerve
For not a king ruled my home
Just a sickning perve

Why wasn't I good enough
Being just a daughter
Why must the demons
Play the role of my father

Now here, years past
A stumble caught your mistake
In prison, you'll rot
While freedom lies at my wake

Why then am I still torn?
Between sympathy and anger
When the one sent to protect
Was the one feeding me to danger

I painfully miss him
The man who hurt my soul
Because all I ever wanted
To be daddy's baby girl
Copyright © | Year Posted 2014

Poem

Post Comments

Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem. Negative comments will result your account being banned.

Please Login to post a comment

Loving Iii Avatar
February 3, 2014 at 5:52 PM
very deep hard to touch. but for your bravery i'll say that this write would mean so much to someone that will never reply or say who she is. someone with teary eyes whos fathers freedom still haunts her. Most fathers are good but there are the bad. and to some daughters the best thing they ever had was a dad.
Bessel Avatar
February 3, 2014 at 10:45 AM
That was a deep poem, with alot of emtion inside
Get a Premium Membership
Turn off ads, get more exposure for your poetry, and get more features with a Premium Membership.
Book: Diverse Voices: The Poetry of Human Rights and the Pursuit of Peace