sit on daddy’s lap let him brush your hair you crave his touch his attention the tingle of being so close to a man the ****** confusion of the electra complex **** your mother ******* father you’re suffering from the sylvia plath effect
wild eyes disheveled hair a hothouse of repressed emotions your mind whirls with anxieties of a good girl gone bad due to a cauldron boiling between your legs you try in vain to dull the pain sleeping with men being used then cast aside abandoned reopening the wound of daddy issues