Somebodys Daughter

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I used to be somebody's daughter

I was the apple of his eye

"like a reflection in the mirror"

my father would always cry.

 

Adorned with bows and ribbons

in my auburn ponytails

I really wasn't the girly type though

I preferred snakes and snails

 

I used to be somebody's daughter

A young girl of twelve all alone

No mother there to direct me

Learning about life all on my own.

 

After watching all the anger and

the fists falling on the spent

In her daze of self destruction

Her children came and went

 

I used to be somebody's daughter

Down the aisle he'd walk with me

Grandpa's money is all gone now

Body rittled with disease

 

Now, I am nobody's daughter as they

have left or forgotten me

through death or drunken stupors

too blinded and can't see

 

I used to be somebody's daughter

The cycle I have been able to break

The path I've found to forgiveness

And peace I can finally make. 

Reviews

[Wildecat]

This is indeed a sad poem, my heart goes out to you. Thanks for sharing.

[Fabian G. Franklin]

This was sad, that's my daughter behind me in my avatar. You evoke emotion well with your work.