I was ten years old
when a fight one morning
destroyed my family
without even a warning.
I was young and dependent
and he was strong and wise
but little did I know
my Dad was full of lies.
He made empty promises
and he broke my heart
through many painful years
my life has fallen apart.
Now he likes to drink
to numb his pain away
while I have to endure
intense pain every day.
I am now 14 years old
in this harsh, cold world
if you don't want to be a Dad
then I'm not your little girl.
Poem Showing Anger Toward Dad
When I was 3, my mom and step-dad got married. It was my first memory. I got 2 new step brothers and a new step sister. Everything was fine, until one day. I was seven. My mom and step dad...
Not Your Little Girl
Published by Family Friend Poems October 2008 with permission of the Author.
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