A Tangle of Hurt and Happiness - A collection of poetry

One Father, Two Daughters

I feel like dying,
And you're not even trying
To help.
Cause you never understood what on that day I felt.


You told me to scream,
But I couldn't seem to.
I lost my voice,
It wasn't my choice.


I was so scared,
And you weren't prepared
To face it.
You weren't ready to help me erase it.


You weren't there,
You weren't aware.
So I can't hold it against you,
Not when the truth hurt you too.


Cause we were your daughters,
And you were our father.
Yet she hurt me
Where you couldn't see.


I was in pain,
And I was afraid
Of her.
I feared the way you two were.


I thought I wasn't worthy of you,
That you would choose to believe what wasn't true.
That her words, you would trust,
And leave me in the dust.


I'm sorry I'm not okay,
That I can't stand to be near her for a single day.
I'm sorry you can't help me,
Even after all the pain you accidentally dealt me.

I feel like dying,
But I know you're trying
To help.
I wish all I needed was to be held.