Daddy... Poem by Victoria Elizabeth
Daddy...
Daddy’s gonna strike again,
He’s holdin up his fist.
Whatever shall I do? ,
But to cover and take it.
Mamma to drugged up,
To even notice.
Blinded by love,
To even care.
Oh how she needs him,
But what about us kids? .
Who can’t defend for ourselves,
From his tragic blows.
Little one screaming for him to stop,
Beatin me up.
But he never listens,
Just yells ‘Get the f*** back’.
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5/3/2024 7:01:49 AM # 1.0.0.1119
your verese will make me cry in this isolated room it is like i am sinking on my knees staring my future days please write more like these poems