Ive been good daddy
don't be mad
He stumbled towards me and raised his blood shot eyes
little kid don't cry, your such a pansy
and I just watched as he put his hands on me
tears fled down my face
not another day could I stand his breath upon my face
hidden away from this cruel, cruel world
He dragged me into the closet and shred my clothes
I didn't like the unwanted thrusts or the way he yanked my hair
Oh please lord
let someone care
for once I wanted to hear someone call my name
mommy don't you care at all
You see the way he treats me
and yet you dare not hear my plea
and I'm not even reaching three
and even if I was turning five
will there be pitty for my heavy cries?
just a sad melody of dark hallways
another day passes
still no help
god I beg thee
heal the wounds Ive felt
for Ive lost every ounce of faith
burry me in your unselfish grace
weary and naked on my bed
just didn't want to listen to what he said
ramming into my child like figure
shouting at me and waving his finger
bruised up cheeks and scruffy knees
feeling the outside's gentle breeze
others stroked my long blonde hair
oh you poor thing, what's the matter dear?
all I did was nod at them
and only if they would realize
I wanted not to say goodbye
for anything was better then him
god, did I commit an unholy sin?
but no I couldn't
I wished kids well
and never among a day did I dwell
about little things that didn't matter
but all hope shattered
when he started choking my mom...
I yelled and kicked with all my might
forced myself to stay and fight
How dare he ruin my day of bliss
Daddy why are you like this?
why can't you be like Jenna's dad
across the street
he buys hear lovely sunglasses
to stand the wicked heat
but my eyes are bright and more prettier than hers
yet all you ever do is curse
daddy why the pleasure from my pain
is this another one of your silly games
sometimes I wish I was never born
for then I wouldnt be so torn
and now that your gone and im grown up
I thank you for making me see
your never what I want to be
for my kids will have someone that will care
and not some drunk with the last name Dreher


*~* to my father, for making me a lonely bastard at age 7, thanks dad..you
truly where everything I hated *~*


 
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