Daddy Dearest

Daddy dearest you never did see
the nights she felt his hatred come down
and she knew it wasn’t meant to be.
You never saw their silent play in the corner
big sister and her little brother
dreading the crash that never failed,
the screams to tear their fairytale away.

Daddy dearest you never did see
that a little girl doesn’t fade and return at your whim,
that holidays don’t resurrect the soul that never went away.
You never saw the playground days
or the cold tears in the basement corner.
You smiled through every bruise on a fragile heart
and your blood pulsed on as hers trickled down,
intertwining with the tears of a question without answer.

Daddy dearest you never did see
but I hope those little girl tears become your memory.
You were the ghost of a past she never did know,
thus you are now as she once was:
A fading memory in a heart turned cold,
a simple existence that never could be,
and thus it never was.

Daddy Dearest

ChassNikole

Joined December 2007

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This poem is undeniably about me, from the point of view of my younger self. I guess to understand it, you need a bit of my history. I was lied to about the identity of my father until age 10.Until that point the man who I believed (falsely) to be my father imposed excessive mental and physical abuse on me as a young girl. When I was ten I was introduced to my real father, who suddenly pretended as though he had been there for me all my life and that he understood everything. This is sort of my reaction to him and that experience.

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