Afraid of You, by **EMOTIONALLY INEPT**
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I'm afraid of you
Of what u may do to me again
I hover in the corner
When I hear your boots
At my door
When you're finished
I run into the bathroom
And puke out all the pain
It makes me feel better
It subsides the rain
You're suppose to be that one I love
I'm suppose to be a daddies girl
But how can I be
When you bring me so much pain
When ever since I was little
We've played a "Special Game"
One that was a secret
And was never to be told
Cause if it ever were
You'd hurt someone I loved
I'm terrified of you
I dread hearing the memorized sentences.
"Daddy has a new game to play"
"Be a good girl, come and play. . ."
When you say new
I know what you mean
Because every since I was little
New, meant exploring a little further
And now that I'm 14
And you've done everything that I could imagine
I wonder what our next journey will be
And what will happen
I overheard you saying
"my daughter's perfect" over the phone
I hope this doesn't mean
That a another man is coming home. . . .
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Posted: 2005-09-24 01:34:19 UTC |
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2005-10-01 22:55:06 | Finding Myself♥♥ |
i'm sorry. it's a good poem though. scary, i'm glad mine isn't like that. |
2005-10-04 23:15:49 | **EMOTIONALLY INEPT** |
This is not a true story. . . .
I'm a daddies girl, and my father would never do anything to hurt me. . .
I just write a lot of poems, that have nothing to with me. . . .(not saying some aren't about me), but deep stuff, like this. . .aren't. |
2005-10-15 01:06:33 | Crimson.Wings |
wow. it's so sad. but i still like it. |
2005-10-15 17:38:39 | Don't build lies on ice cubes. |
i know i just commented, but this is a great poem. its really quite disturbing- but i can believe for some it's true. maybe thats whats most disturbing. |
2010-03-06 01:28:08 | Theresa Thompson |
your poem diddnt have any passion my poems do you have to ryme ok you have to mean what you feeel |