Daddies Little Girl

The words sting

Like poisoned venom

Acidic use of language

A horrible use of phrasing

 

By biological force joined only

To that accursed soul

Hatred despite the blood line

No bond strong enough for tarnished memories

 

Daddies little girl

Resenting her very birth

Tainted by a worthless entity

In all your empty victories

 

I will not walk in your shadow

May your footsteps cover over

Unwalked, and untarnished forever

Cursed to have your blood in my veins

 

No affection for you lies here

Your remnants only in others words

My whole essence shedding your wounds

Erasing your scars from my childhood

 

Daddies little girl

Has spread her wings

Your failed attempts to dose her flames

Squandered by the untameable beast within

 

I am not your spitting image

I do not display similar characteristics

Not a pawn in your great plan

Not an individual to engage in your manipulative games.

 

These figures of great importance

Wise cracks with hidden bullets

Just like her farther

I demand a different heritage

 

Let we not be distinguished by our previous ties

Let us Severe this paternal love

Tarnished with negligent tyranny

I am cursed to remember your name

 

Your spawn delegated to walk as yours

Your mental deficiencies leaking through the seams

Infected by the trauma’s of your memories

Tormented by your existence

 

Have you not bled enough destructive damage?

Not laid enough parasitic eggs?

Haunted the doorstep at uninhabitable hours for long enough?

Created this sordid seed

 

Daddies little girl

The resistant copy

Mentally tormented by the very same demons

Errors of the mind inherited

 

Followed by these ideas of you

Swarmed with the spectre’s of an ill mind

Why do you try to mend these gouges?

I blame you for my own corruptions

 

Curse you for my conception

Littered with your resented features

Those that came after

Just the tale of your spectre

 

Daddies little girl

Your creation you etched into this world

Passing on your imperfections

Bruised and Battered by your own hand

 

I am not a collection of your misfortunes

Not a mistake you will ever have to account for

These achievements are my own

This elegant phoenix burned without you

 

Healed of your burns

I am not your predecessor

Your hefty hand not a guide

Left alone to wallow in your empty compassions

 

I cast you off like a ship does a life boat

Desperate to escape the icy clutches

Fleeing a water saturated death

There is no inkling to turn behind

 

Daddies little girl

A missing part of your collection

The one that got away

The one that scorned the memory of your name.

 

Reviews

[alan peter kelly]

love it....a real spit at the old man...articulate and real....especially for one of your age...nothing is ever so simple as elopuent as a poem...but as poems go....this one has articulate realism which makes it an endearment to this particular reader.

[David Lewis Paget]

I take it that you and your Dad didn't get on then.... Sad!

[Horizon K.]

Wow such a brilliantly painted picture of contempt and desire for severance. The emotions expressed are raw and cutting. I'm glad to see the Pheonix take flight, despite or in spite. Well done!

[Richard Man]

Some dad's are kind human beings. Thank God I'm one of them. I could not live if I had, for one nano-second, ever created a feeling like this even for another nano-second in the heads, hearts or souls of my daughters.
Your poem allows not one moment's hesitation.... Brilliant

[Stanley Wilson]

great work lots of emotion written very well

[Manda]

WOW! You summed up my relations with my father.... I havent met him... not in person at least.... This poem not only shows what the writer is feeling but what others can relate too! Very amazing poem! One of my new favorites!

Manda

[Patrick]

if a reflection of your life or any life...makes for such tragic reading, breaks the heart a thousand times over.

From the poetical, written point of view..an astonishing write, such powerful word selection.

[Shimmerbliss/CAF]

Very intense and full of impact. Wow!

[Mia]

Nothing I can say will really get across how amazing this poem is. I lived through that pain while reading this. You made it so real. No words, I have no words. This is truly great. And even that doesn’t do it justice.

[Tree]

Two freight-trains sharing the same track and headed for each other, loaded with truth and pain... delighted to have witnessed this.