See, I used to be Daddy's little girl
More to him than diamonds and pearls

His little princess, he would call me
So I would let him in thrall me

Daddy whispered words to me
Words to drain my energy

His hands moved down my frame
His fingers now inserting shame

Daddy played games he liked
And they haunted me every night

Daddy was so big and strong
He made it seem I was in the wrong

His large thick fingers and palms
Became the spiders after the calm

And I could see his hands reach out
Wrapping around me a layer of doubt

They'd enfold me like a metal clasp
Squeezing out my innocence with his grasp

Through my eyes, it would spill on the floor
And my cries he would always ignore


Then he'd drop me in this pool of blood
My body dropping with a loud thud

Upon the floor I lay twisted
My eyes black, my hands fisted

But it wasn't real not anymore
I turned it into a film of gore

In a black room I watched the tape
And cried for the girl I escaped

In my nightmares he will dwell
The scent of gin I'll always smell

I hear his feet, I feel his breath
And I see spiders in the depth

She stares blankly, reddened with guilt
Locked in this tower her Daddy built

Because of this release yet to unfurl
She'll will always be Daddy's little girl

 
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