My father
was the first man to ever break my heart
He taught me
how didn't want to loved what love shouldn't look like
A miserable man fueled solely with alcohol
fire and rage
Always looking down on me never failing to let me Know
I'm worthless
I see little girls with their fathers being loved gently
happily knowing
those children will never understand the fear of a grown man raising their voice their hand
or a bottle of alcohol
I glance at them
and think where it all went wrong
dah
why my father has such a deep hatred for his own daughter
I can't help but wonder how different my life would be if I had a father who loved me
YOU ARE READING
Hurtful
PoetryThis is about poems that I feel as tho I can relate to and I'm sure a lot of others can relate to. Just remember your never alone, there's always someone you can reach out to and talk to tell them how hard it is tell them how much you are struggling
