my father
i remember his eyes
they weren't kind
they were dark
like a rats
i cant use words
he stole from me
things that i didn't know
could be taken fro me  
at the age of five
i had seen more
pain and destruction
than many would see
in there lifetime
yet you stole the only thing
i was holding onto
something i wanted to save
for the man
who would oneday
fall in love with me
i wanted to wait till marriage
but know i may
not ever be able to
because of what was
stolen
from me
by you