Your gone from my life,
You hurt me in so many ways.
Like stabbing me with a knife,
You took away all those days.
To take my innocent from me,
Did I deserve it?
Never to be free,
Taking those awful hits.
You were my dad?
I believe you are wicked.
The pain today still makes me sad,
Everyday that I was tricked.
Twisting the rules,
Believing you were always right.
I was such a perfect fool,
You creeping into my bed at night.
I would cry all the time,
You made me drink.
Alcoholic drinks such as wine,
Drunken so I would be on brink.
I was your child,
Blaming me for the abuse.
You was untouched and so mild,
But I was the one that was used.
I was your little puppy dog,
Running after you.
My eyes covered in so much fog,
All things I had to do.
But I hope you die,
In so many painful ways.
You will die,
So I can have back my days.