Thief
From the little girl that still lives in me
You came to me in broad daylight
With a questioned in hand
And pain in another
Drunk with rage
You asked me about my mother
You tore me to shreds
For something I didn’t even do
I could see why she left
She wanted nothing to do with you
You broke me into tiny pieces
You stole my happiness
You kicked me down
All I wanted was your love
But you just gave me the run-around
You stole what childhood I had left
And spent it
On the wine I still smell
On your breath.
So while I hide under my sheets
From the yelling and the screaming
I can only pray
Maybe this time I’m dreaming
To the man I called father
May you get what you deserve
You lie in ashes now
Six years have passed us now
And yet the nightmares
Still haunt me
Your voice still taunts me
I still grieve for what could have been
Even though you would have never changed
You took what was left of my love
And blamed me for the pain
You Thief.
About the Creator
Briana Feliciano
Hello everyone!
Thank you for accompanying me on this creative journey while I find myself. Your love is greatly appreciated.
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