Daddy's Little Girl

                                     Daddy's Little Girl.
Hell has no fury like a woman who hath been scorn.
I have been scorned of a father by a father.
May my fire rain down on you like brimstone.
Melting your skin like wax!
Grasped into a world of immense longing to be loved by a man meant to love me naturally.
I saw myself as an alien..a mutant. Perhaps I was un-lovable.
Deficient of love I am a walking corpse. Driven by the strong black magic called pain.  
But I can't stop my heart from looking for you.
I can't stop myself from wanting to be loved by you.
Maybe there is something wrong with me. Every night I expostulate myself examining my imperfections, perhaps that's why you don't love me.
Crying my self to sleep every night with bewildered screams into my pillow.
The emptiness I see in my eye scares me.  
I am a shadow of my self.
The once jolly girl full of love is now empty of love, doubting it's very existence.
Look what you've done to me.
When you said you loved me did you really mean it or was it just to fulfil all righteousness.
Getting my hopes high just to crush it with disappointments.
Giving me little dosages of hope in form of empty promises just to keep me hooked.
What did I ever do to you?
Don't forget, the evil you do remains with you. You will without a doubt reap what you sow.

                                  - JayB

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