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It is funny how when I say daddy
a smile often spreads forth on my lips
it may be because of the ‘dy’ at the end of daddy
or because I loved you so much

Smiling always reminds me
of how many times yours beckoned to me
you lit up the room with your jokes
and turned a house into a home

Home is no longer home without you
you have been gone too long now
you should be a memory to us now
but you remain the backbone of what you left

You held us close with your loving arms
simplicity was your best suit
yet love was your weakness
for you granted it to us without restraint

The simplicity in our home
is now lost to an empty place
a place you once filled in our hearts
dear daddy.
kaitlyn lawrence Dec 2014
He told me we'd go on a date,
(I felt his hands around my waist)
The park, coffee, just don't be late.
(and cringed away with foul distaste)

I wondered why I cried like this,
I want to love, to feel okay,
What was wrong, what was amiss?
But something made me shy away.

He made me smile and laugh and scream.
His lips said "I love you so much,"
We kissed, we hugged, we were a team.
I felt it too, but feared his touch.

Daddy issues really ****.
I lie, I cheat, just not to ****.
Madeysin Dec 2014
Make something of yourself son,
Cause you know daddy ain't gonna.
I know you aren't bitter boy
Wipe them tears from your cheeks
Be the man your poppa shoulda been
Sonny don't cry yourself to sleep
But mom, walk in my shoes
A disaster
Chloe Dec 2014
Dear Baby,

Your daddy doesn't want you,
and I am deeply sorry for how weak of a father you have.
I'm sorry he is so angry,
so scared,
so unwilling.
I'm sorry he won't love you,
but Baby,
he doesn't love me either.

I'm not even sure if I love me anymore.
*You're all I have, please be strong.
I see a break up in the near future.
chloe hooper Dec 2014
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=k39eiQnym2I

watch my poem i won my local poetry slam with
(my dad is actually the greatest)
Nena Twedell Nov 2014
Daddy daddy
Do not fret
I'm doing everything I can here
Daddy daddy
Don't worry about me
I'm doing everything you've taught me
Daddy daddy
Smile
Because if there's one thing you've taught me growing up
Keep going it gets easier
Daddy daddy
It's going to be ok
I am doing alright.
Felicity Smoak Nov 2014
I wish I could go back.
Back to the days of my family.
Back to the days of my friends.
Back to the days of my pinky promises.
Back to the days of feeling important.
Back to the days of my sober father.
Back to the days of my caring mother.
I wish I could go back.

I take it all back.
All the times I wished I'd had better.
All the times I lied.
All the times I broke my promises.
All the times I tried to prove I wasn't worth it.
All the times I was too much for you to handle.
All the times I told you I didn't care.
I take it all back.

I regret it.
Regret that I stayed away from home.
Regret that I betrayed you.
Regret that I couldn't fix the things I broke.
Regret that I acted arrogant.
Regret that I was a handful.
Regret that I hurt you.
I regret it.

I love you more than anything, "Daddy". I just wish you'd stuck around.
Mom, you mean the world to me. I love you. Thank you for sticking around.

Please forgive me.
Forgive me for wishing for better.
Forgive me for lying.
Forgive me for breaking all my promises.
Forgive me for being worthless.
Forgive me for being a burden.
Forgive me for betraying you.
Forgive me for hurting you.
Forgive me for breathing.
Please forgive me.

f.m.s.
I just want my family back... That's all.
Javaria Waseem Nov 2014
It was the third consecutive night that he was coming with a bottle of wine in his hand and his sorrows thrown out in the river.
He grinned as he saw her laying there so peacefully. "You should have slept, why are you still up?"

He took his tie off and sat besides her, "I am sorry baby, I am late. Let me tell you a new bedtime story.
Look at me my sweet pie, won't you forgive your daddy?"

He laid besides her and caressed her cheek,
"So, once upon a time there was a princess. Her daddy loved her more than anything. He'd come home daily and bring her gifts. She'd hug him tight and say 'Daddy you're the best.'
Until one day when daddy returned and saw her little princess all grown up. 'You can't control me dad! This is my life.' She was going to marry a guy that he didn't like.
But how could she do that? For him she was still a little child.
He never wanted to hurt her but she wouldn't listen. She was going to fly away and he couldn't let that happen.
He just wanted to tell her that he had the right to control her life. So he did something terrible that night."

With that he smashed the bottle on her grave.
"See how much I love you my little girl? Now you'll never be running away."
Sister Carnalis Nov 2014
I wanna be your daddy's girl
and let you touch me all the time,
anywhere you want to that makes me beg and whine
... to be your daddy's girl.

It's hot it's wet, it's hungry;
It's young and smooth and tight,
It's longing for my daddy's touch,
so wrong but  OOOOOhhh so right.

Please me, tease me, I'm such a ***** girl!
Spank me, lick me, **** me,
pound my throbbing pearl.
Touch me any way you want to,
take me to your bed,
tie me, try me, taste me
all desires will be fed..

Daddy, read my journal.
It's all here for you to see,
Your Princess has a hunger,
and you're my remedy.
Daddy found my journal. Princess is well fed.
Savannah Jane Nov 2014
At night, when I close my eyes I see my demons.
      One looks just like you, daddy.
      As a little girl, I run towards you.
      You grab my hand and tell me everything will be okay.
      But, mommy yells and you hit me.
     Daddy, why? I want to scream. But you no longer listen.
    A little older, I walk down the hall.
      I see my grandmother. She looks nice.
    But when I sit by her feet her true form shows.
She kicks and screams hurtful words.
I’m once again a little older as I stand up.
I get up again and I see his face in front of mine.
He opens his arms.
I think he looks innocent enough.
I think he won’t hurt me.
But, I’m wrong. He hugs me, and then pushes me down.
Down into a deep dark tunnel that I won’t come out of.
And that’s why I’m afraid to close my eyes at night.
two or three years old. first poem i can remember actually liking.
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