Kind Of Father Poem by Dominique Lange

Ever since she was little,
she could not get rid of her memories.
he came in her room
just to say goodnight
he did alot more
she could not scream and she could not cry

It went on til she was ten
what kinda father hurts their own daughter
she always thought thats what fathers do
when they said goodnight
to their daughters
she tried to inform someone
but they all sais she was a liar

She felt so alone in the world
no one knew her secret, but one person
her best friend
they swore by blood not to tell a soul
she thought things would get better
but it didnt they became worse
her heart is full of pain and hurt
nad her eye are full of tears
what kinda father
hurts their own daughter