You stole something that belonged to me
I begged you not to do it, but you didnt see.
You must have thought "she'll be fine"
you felt quite free to take what was mine.
What right did you have to think that you could,
rob a little girl of her childhood?
You stole my innocence
you raped my soul.
How many other girls
are unsafe in your hold?
People who know you will soon see,
that you are not a man who is worthy.
Of the love and respect they so freely give.
I've often wondered how you could live.
You will forever keep til you're in your grave
the knowledge, that you took what I never gave.
| This really is overwhelmingly deep. It's beautiful, though, and I love that it's specifically addressed. I hate reading a poem and asking myself, "I wonder what or who inspired the author to write this?" Even without specifically detailing your grievances with your dad, you demand the reader's attention... It's impossible to reject the emotion this poem provokes. Excellent work.||| Posted on 2012-02-10 00:00:00 | by black_beauty18 | [ Reply to This ] || Such a sad and profound write from you.|
I don't know what else to say.
|| Posted on 2012-02-10 00:00:00 | by Frank Maguire | [ Reply to This ] |