Daddy

do you enjoy this feeling

watching my head reeling
knowing I can't control
the self hate
you set to roll
does it make you feel good
to see the blood run down my arm
to hear my moans of pleasure
and know that once again
you're the cause of my self harm
does it make you happy
to see my soul now acheing
rolling in my memories
under your piercing gaze
my happiness is baking
do you feel like a man
when you see me cry
knowing I can't hate you
no matter how I try
everything you did to me
everything you said
everything that has been done
plays withing my head
but all the stuff before that
is what makes me wish my death

you were my daddy
the one who healed my wounds
your bloods not in my veins
and that what made me "safe"
how could you romance and woo
a girl of eighteen minus two