To My Father

I can feel the ghosts of your handprints on my body Like scars that don’t hurt anymore but once did. No one else can see them, But I’ll always know they were there. You didn't ask if you could leave your mark on me, But before I could stop you, You did. You will never know what it’s like for shadows to loom over your body Suffocating its innocence. You will never know what it’s like to feel as if Beneath your skin, you are made of glass Breakable at any instance But I do hope that one day, Someone takes something as important from you As you did from me