“Oh, you sorry fool
You’ve cut your fingers
Plucking on
my puppet strings
AGAIN!!
When will you learn?
Souls like his
Were not meant
for souls like yours
He will live his
whole entire life
And not once
think twice
About the color of
your eyes”
I jokingly tell my friends
That my daddy issues are
The root of these
crushes on older men
But they don’t know
the hurt
Behind those words
It is hard to explain how
The man I'm
sleeping with
Is/could be my
Dad!
Because of this
I now have
Borderline
Personality
Disorder
But I can't
Exactly
talk about
About what
happened
I try to tell my
friends, they
Say
“Well every
teenager
has mood
swings”
But they have
Not seen
How crazy
I can be!
I warn boys I am
crazy
they laugh
and
say
They’ve dealt
with crazy
Girls before
I am too
embarrassed
To tell them
when
They forget to say
goodnight to me
It feels like
the harshest
abandonment,
The cruelest
betrayal,
And I not knowing
How to deal with this
Constant denial
How do you explain
that to someone?
so blissfully unaware,
This boy
I love
with all
all my heart
And then some
Says he will
fight for me
And I so badly
Want to believe in his
promise
But he does not know
It will be a battle
against himself
Because I
Do not know
how to be
with someone
Because I
Am better off alone
Because I
Ruin people
I have a system,
you see.
I let boys put
Their tongue
in my mouth
Their hands
on my
chest
I let myself
believe
Ill fill the hollow
space in my gut
At least take my
mind off of it
And I always
make sure
They like me
more
Than I
like
them
Because
I cannot
be caught
Off guard
again
I remember
the day
I told myself
I didn’t need my dad
He has tried
to work his
Way back into
my life
And I hated
him for it
With all
of my
being
I had never
despised
a human
so much
so I let go
I stopped
Talking
to him
To this
Day
I still
Cry
he still has not
said sorry
Even if
I'd still
Feel
Nothing
The memories
are crushing
Feels so
Heavy
I cannot
forgive
my dad
For what
he did
To me at 2
Years old
And I have never
felt worse
about
Anything in
my life!!
So I take a
silver
spoon
And dig out
the parts
of me
That still
hurt
And I let
men crawl
inside
And I let
them build
a home
So I can finally
be good for
something
All my friends
Growing up
Called me
a ****
*****......
And I want
to scream
They don’t
understand
This is
the only
way I feel
I am worth
anything
This is the
only thing
I can feel
If I could have
it any other
way
I would
But this is the
way things are
And this
Is the way they will
continue to be.
#daddy #issues #**** #*** #men
This is a poem pretty much related to my birth dad, he destroyed me and to this day I have problems, hope you like