Daddy, Please

Daddy, Please

Those dirty white walls

Covered in cob webs

Marked with red and blue crayon

Drenched at the bottom with black guck

Pictures tilted sideways

A piece missing from the corner

Two or three fist sized holes where his punch missed my face

And instead

Went through the dry wall

Blood stains scattered on the floor

From when I stumbled to the bathroom sink

My heart cried out

Daddy, please…. Help

But he never responded

Then my mouth screamed

“Daddy, please…. Help”

But Daddy never came

Why didn’t you come to my rescue ….?

Like you said you would

You said you would always protect me from those big bad guys

With their large hands

And strong arms with bulging veins

So hard to escape when they’re gripped around your neck

Gripping tighter until your face turns purple

And your eye is swollen where he struck you

Why didn’t you save me from his grip daddy?

You said if a boy,

Because he is no man,

Ever tried to hurt me all I had to do was call

Now I lay here

Body cold

Blood flow slowing to my brain

Bruises on my neck, arms, eyes, and thighs

Daddy, please…. Bring me back

To your arms when I was a young innocent girl

Daddy, please… bring me back

To life

Vanay's Poetry

Writer, Poet

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