DADDY'S GIRL

shes returning home
after many a years
shes attending dads funeral
shes controlling fears.
as door opens slowly
shes slapped with coldness in the face
hit with never ending memories
of her bad old days.

was no home sweet home
all thanks to dad
her childhood taken
one, she never had.
held by innocence
not knowing love shouldnt hurt
she thought this is what it means
to be daddy's little girl.

thinking of mum she wonders
how could she of not known
but so much for the saying
theres no place,like home.
hello mum, im here"
she gulps, as she steps inside
and just as her mother had
thinks now, is not the time.

a part of her is screaming "mother"
why did you let me down
but she cares not to upset her
ain't that what famalies are about.
she'll hold off with the questions
she will take it in her stride
to be the loyal daughter
supportive, by mothers side.

dust to dust
ashes to ashes
her tears will fall
but not for him.
she decides not to question
why" will become her forgotten word
besides, there are no answers
why she had to be, daddys little girl.

R.I.P dad
im glad you are gone
and now that you are
i can finally move on.
its you now daddy
begging for mercy
but you cant hide from god
what you done to me.
~ ~ ~ ~ ~
Posted: Nov 2011

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Armonia
The most beautiful anger I have read in a long while. I applaud your strength and your being forthright with your heart in your words. May your soul heal tenfold with love, Thank You.
cafetwo2010
Another sad but powerful story. So nice to read your stories again..Thank you dear. teddybear
itchywitch
hi armonia wave
thankfully its not my strengh that needs applauding, im just trying to walk in my friends shoes so's to understand why she walks with a limp.. her dads died recently and im trying to be there for her, in the way i know she wants me to be,she needs more understanding more so then preaching, but thank you kindly all the same for your comment teddybear

thank you gypsy jack, reading some poems here inspired me to take up the pen again bouquet
Maxeen_1
DADDY'S GIRL
by: itchywitch
A strong write full of heart and soul itchy thankyou sweet for sharing ...this strong and challenging emotive write...thumbs up angel hug
Ayhra
I missed reading you itchywitch. Nice to see you. Sad, "moving" poem bouquet
itchywitch
hi ayhra and thank you wave
nice to see you also and im enjoying your wonderful poems teddybear
thanks maxeen, from one yorkshire lass to another, im delighted you liked yay hug
Yankee4youonline today!
I read this and I think the harm is so not limited to just one time or event, but down through time, even the next generation and beyond until something comes along that can prevent it from hurting anymore....
itchywitch
hi yankie wave
sometimes one good person helps, cause only one right person is needed.
Happygolucky4uonline today!
So sad.....blues My mom sheltered me as a child. I never knew there were things like this that happened untill I was an adult and would hear horror stories. I so did like the poem. And could feel the wrath myself as I read the words. very mad
itchywitch
thank you happygo lucky wave
i was a shelterd one too, not many of us knew till we grew up to hear the shocking truth... were blessed in ways we dont know teddybear
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