Fear
Fear
From out of the dark daddy was there,
with a blotchy red face and messy bed hair.
Checking me out, my fingers my toes,
from the bottom of my feet to my ears and my nose.
In a new nappy, I looked up at his face,
with big shaky hands, he held me in place.
A silent tiptoe, in every night,
to check on my breathing, to check I’m alright.
The pick of his dreams, before I was here,
a dream now replaced by irrational fear.
Some people he knows ridicule and they laugh,
but I know why my grapes are in half.
One tug or two on my seatbelts a rule,
but 17 makes him look like a fool.
So come on daddy, please stop your cry’s,
I am ok, look at me, in my eyes.
Don’t spend your life thinking “it’s bad” and “what if”,
it’s just a cold daddy, a little cough and a sniff.
Hurt from a boy, being unfaithful and unkind,
is already a thought floating around in your mind.
One day when you’re gone, you’ll be free from a scare,
because i learnt from you daddy, to be safe and take care.
I’ll die an old lady, tucked up in my bed,
With my life’s dreams, ticked off in my head.
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