Oh Father, Why Must Thou Hurt Me?A Poem by Beatles9322Yup. My psycho father is at it again. But it's also inspired by God, who is my true Father! The only Father I need! 4/13/11.
Tears streaming down my round cheeks,
I sprint to the safe haven of my bedroom. Your incessant screaming follows me As I flee to what I call my secret place. A girl of seventeen knows nothing of the world Yet I know enough to hear the abuse in your words. "I'm going to punch your teeth down your throat" You exclaim to my brother, who defended my honor. What did I do, father? I tried to plan a small graduation party... When did that make me Lucifer? Do I deserve this rebuke? My mind cannot wrap itself around the concept That I "do not know how to love". Me, father? Me? The one who gives up my happiness To please you? The girl who greets you with hugs And asks about your day? I think it is you, father, Who does not know the meaning of love. You blame me for what your life is like today Yet I was not pulling the strings all these years. I've been here for under two decades So I am sure you messed up your own life. Father? My true Father? Will You comfort me During this trying time? My sanity is at stake, I fear. Lord Jesus, I know that I generally come to You When I am in pain, but I'm working at my faith. Father? My dear Father? Please don't forsake me! Lord Jesus, I need You now more than ever As the devil has invaded my father's mind And turned him against his sweet daughter. Abba Father? Adonai? I love You more than my earthly father. And You love me more than my earthly father ever could. I'm fine with that because given the choice, I would pick the Father who truly loves me. © 2011 Beatles9322Reviews
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1 Review Added on April 14, 2011 Last Updated on May 12, 2011 AuthorBeatles9322NYAboutI love God, music, make-up, nail polish, traveling, singing, reading, writing, poetry, traveling, going to antique stores and wishing I could afford the stuff, thrift stores, farmers markets, movies, .. more..Writing
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