Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
Jan 2014
I lost my childhood long ago
When I saw him
I was at the top of the stairs gripping the railing
with little white knuckled hands
I watched a you turned her face black and blue
Later on in life I lost my love for you
When you beat her still and I grabbed your massive hand and tugged you off her
I blame you
For all the **** you've put me through
for all the sadness of not having you there
For her sadness
She wants to think she hates you, Dad
But she loves you still
If she didn't she wouldn't fool herself into hating you
But I do hate you
Quinn
Written by
Quinn  22/F/Purgatory
(22/F/Purgatory)   
270
 
Please log in to view and add comments on poems