Daughter - Part 1A Poem by ConvalesceHello. These are very controversial lyrics I have written here. I really love them dearly, and it's my favorite piece so far. I think it captures a lot of feelings in a lot of ways.You're daddy's little girl, daddys whole entire world Put on that dress, stand in front of him and give it a twirl wipe them bubbles off your face and picture the undisturbed Throw that mirror to the curb, a mixture of who you are and who you were Daddy tells the teacher all them colors on your face Are from the lines that you trace when you cover for grace With your powder but you know it's from the way he escapes When is mother gonna save? You start wonder in your brain The angel wont come to stay, but you still get down to pray Hoping mommy comes down from heaven and takes the suffer away But when daddy peeks in your room, noticing now you're awake You scramble under the covers with tears rolling down your face He climbs in bed slowly, whispers "you're going to be okay" But you know this game, the one he knows you'll play 'Cause if you don't, you can say goodbye to your glowing faith 'Cause he knows that angel in your cross can't close the drapes You loath every day hoping the sun just goes away So you can hide in the dark hoping daddy doesn't disgrace Corrupted embrace served with disgust and distaste Try to abruptedly erase the sick, fucked up play-dates The fire burns in your heart for every single fiber hurt Your whole life withered down to survive the worst Strive for rebirth but it's hard when he finds that pink skirt Trying to reverse the scratches on your mind he cursed
© 2011 ConvalesceAuthor's Note
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1 Review Added on December 12, 2011 Last Updated on December 13, 2011 Tags: Abuse, Sexual abuse, Sexual, Daughter, Father, Father sexual abuse, Mother, Death, Suicide AuthorConvalesceJohnson City, TXAboutI'm 19 years old. I love writing, obviously that's why I'm here :) My style of writing is very different to others. IT's very hip-hop influenced, you can put it to almost any hip-hop beat and it wo.. more..Writing
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