When he put his hands on me
When, my father, put his hands on me
One hand on each shoulder
Face to face
And says
"You Are Wrong"
I realize that I still fear him
The man who raised me
The man whose temper I inherited
His eyes
His breath
He's so much bigger than me
It's so dark
Please, Move
I can't believe I lived like this for 17 years
Under this dark cloud
I was so afraid of him
I was so afraid of, my father
That I couldn't be left alone
That I couldn't ask for things
That I feared the disappointment in your voice, more than the stitches I would need
You scared me
You, my father, scare me
The only thing that scares me more
Is thing that you won't walk me down the isle.
You won't give me away
My father
Won't support me
I only ever wanted your compliments
Your child, only wanted you to praise them
I'm so scared
I cry when you text me
Your words sting so bad
I'm so sorry
I'm so sorry
Your daughter...is so sorry