what did i do
where do i go
nowhere to turn
my tears fall as they burn
when daddy's mad
hell freezes over
the fist he raises
breaks the ice
as it crushes the
innocense and replaces
it with battered bruises
oh daddy daddy
what did i do?
black and blue
they seem to be
your favorite colors
i wear them for you
with humiliation and shame
NEVER AGAIN will I
feel your pain, anger and rage
too much pain too much
too much affliction on my heart
i don't hate you, i don't love you
i don't
daddy daddy what did i do?
oh daddy daddy where do i go?
I wrote this a few years ago. my dad was a very abusive person mentally and physically. i was always too scared to tell anyone and too scared to run, he had me convinced i deserved it and i would get into trouble not him. i stayed i delt and i suffered. I am a mother of 2 now and i have thrown out the negative people in my life and am focused on raising my boys without the abuse i endured. now if i ever see my father again all i really have to say to him is "thank you....for showing me what a horrible parent is and showing me everything i will never be to my children."