I think my Daddy broke me..
By TornPieces
The calendar says it has been ten years or more, since the first time.
I checked the little box again, tracing the number of the year....as if,
I could....
do something about it...
I still hear you, stroking my hair...your scent...
your hands were strong.
I remember the deep feeling of spirals in my stomach that day
the one, two, three of the mattress...
They tell me , it has been ten years or more, since little girl...
was..
that day...
under you, I remember feeling something , ...down there....
was it what I learned about, in school.
I thought everybody was the same....
What does it mean when a man sits on you, is it bad?
Why is skin so important , or eyes....
I still remember you, and for some reason I cry...
but I dont know why...
You simply looked like you were just sitting
with a smile on your face....
you loved me.
When my mother would hit me and tell me I was disgusting..
you embraced me and said I was special....
and they daddy, they tell me it was wrong..
that I was a child and you were.....wrong.
right? wrong?
That day you sat on me was just like any other day
when a girl sits on a bench and reads a book
or a daddy sits on a couch and watches TV
So that day, you sat on me,
and was I sad? ..
I cried, inside..
but outside
I only stared
So, why is it different.....
today ...ten years or more..
I am sad...
but I don't know why
because you were just sitting,
I felt only a sting of pain
the rest was a wind of rain
a place where there was no insane
your breathe was deep and like a song
my eyes were staring and didnt know...
this thing this song, was wrong.
Daddy, today, I still feel your hands your breath your stare
I tell them, but they say no, it was wrong, wrong was there
I can't get away from that day..
no matter how far I stray
I go up the hills and run really far
I promise I try, I did, I raised the bar
I tried and tried, ran until I couldn't breathe
and the chain you wrapped around my neck
flung me back....
Im like a limp sack
that belongs to you,
labeled and sealed.
Touched and revealed
the day I became a seat
you broke me
I didn't know
after that day, after playing musical seat...
I'd never be complete
Comments on "I think my Daddy broke me.."
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A former member wrote:
wow, this is really deep an emotional. I'm so sorry you went through this.
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On Sunday, August 4, 2013, dwells
(4177) wrote:
Gotta quit blaming yourself when that feeling stirs inside - first loves don't belong to daddy dearest, bastard! Cheers TP!
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On Saturday, August 3, 2013, Deathkitten
(571) wrote:
I truly hate reading about this topic, but because my "daddy" broke me too & it's a sick, disgusting situation...that tends to scar us so deep. Writing about it when those triggers bring it to surface sometimes helps. Thanks for sharing..