Are you happy daddy?
now I am not your obstruction anymore,
neither am I a burden anymore;
actually, I was never.
Never did I come your way,
I always did what you said,
I even cleaned those stinking liqour glasses you left;
but I was always a prey to your fray.
why you used that belt on me?
oh,it pains!
Your rough hands on my cheeks one after the other,
Oh,it pains!
I could never figure out what my fault was.
I know I wasn't good in studies,
I know I couldn't cook food that well,
I know I couldn't wash those clothes that clean;
but were these faults that gruesome?
I knew not how other children felt,
I knew not how they could smile, and laugh;
I knew not how they could study, and play so well;
I knew not how a normal heart did beat.
The only things I was familiar with,
were your angry words,
my swollen red marks,
my swollen eyes,
and two fluids,your sweat, and my tears.
I don't remember my eyes ever dry at home,
or ever fearless at school,
or ever happy for your sake.
the last thing I wanted you to use was,
that brown leather strip that hung on the wall;
of your all possessions,
I feared that the most.
this morning,after you left,
after you gave me my morning dose,
and bolted from outside that wicked door,
I met someone.
She called herself the fairy,
she came to free me of you;
she was in the bathroom,
packed in a plastic bottle with a green wrapper.
She was white,
looked as milk,but smelled different;
she said her medium was sour, and poisonous,
and her name was, Phenyl.
I feel so relieved now;
no pains, no fear;
no father,no leather.
But I am not that angry from you,
as I am with mother;
you were always like this,
but why she left me to suffer.
I'll go up and ask her,
why she wanted to punish me like this;
as of now, I am still confused,
why are you crying???
