Sentinel Poetry: Expression Warehouse

DADDY'S GAME

Mommy wore high heeled shoes
And a tiny little skirt
And Daddy only wore boxers
And a striped or checked shirt
Daddy never left the house
He'd stay with me inside
Every time I spoke to mommy
She'd shout and make me cry
One time mommy shouted at dad
And slammed the big front door
And daddy came and sat by me
We played dolly's on the floor
But Daddy played dolly's different
He made them kiss and touch
Daddy looked into my eyes
And said "That could be us."
I laughed and told my father
"Daddy don't be silly"
"We don't do that"
"That's you and Mommy"
"Now baby don't make Daddy sad
Come and sit on Daddy's lap"
I didn't want to see him cry
So I kept silent , "Just you and I"
I didn't know different
It felt the same
"Come on lets play Daddy's game"
"But Daddy's game don't sound that fun"
"Shh , I'll be daddy , you be mom"
"But Daddy no I'm only 9"
"Don't worry babe , you'll be just fine"
He took my hand
Walked up the stairs
I shuddered
I was really scared
I stopped outside his bedroom door
Id never been in there before
"Come in sweetheart like I said."
I walked in, he was on his bed
His shirt was off, he was lay down
My smile turned into a frown
"Come up here on my bed"
Once I climbed up he kissed my head
"What's the game?" I asked with concern
And I felt his hand slide up my skirt
Why's his hand up there I thought
I tried to scream
And now I'm sore
Daddy hurt his daughter yeah?
He pinned me down and pulled my hair
He slapped me once , he kneed be twice
Now Daddy's baby lives in fright
I'm to scared to tell , coz If I do
He said "I'll do it again and then kill you"
It's happening now every night
When the front door slams I fill with fright
I loved my Farther with all I had
And now I wish I didn't have a Dad

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