dad and the devil

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By eleanor maslen •

Broken, brusied, and all alone, Your breath, your touch, infects my bones. It seeps down, into my soul were is sits, dead and cold. From my eyes the poisen leaks as your words soft you speak I will never except what you have done to me i will never be happy i will never be free. only two men does my pen know but the one that loved me had to go I dont understand why he had to die and you live on your life a lie. he kept me safe, as safe as he could but you were the evil and hurt me you would my dad would have died a thousand times over rather then know what you did to his daughter. I wished to god and i will again that for you, your time will end and i'll never stop praying for dad to come home maybe then i wouldnt feel so alone.

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January 14, 2012 22:00lance

i kno lonesome its an evil sad feeling but with me around ur neva alone oh and i miss ya too woman :P:P:P

April 6, 2012 01:25sweetNsour

Aaaaawwww this is so goood, keeep writing. I totally felt the words of your poem.