Hell Is For Children
I am so tough,
You taugh me so much,
I was never some damn cream puff.
But I still feel your touch.
Oh Dad I loved you so,
How could you hurt me like that,
You even threatened my bro,
You left me so flat.
You stole my childhood,
Destroyed my life,
What made think you could.
In my heart you put the knife.
But made a enemy and knew you would.
Oh how I wanted to hurt you.
I wanted you to feel my pain.
But I never could fill your shoe.
It was all in vain.
I will die wondering why,
I was your favorite,
All you did Dad was let me cry.
You gave me such a fight.
Copyright © Donna Phillips | Year Posted 2005
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