Poems from acapnomore
Tell me again oh father of mine,
Sob and howl repeat "she's died!"
Your twin sister that died in babyhood,
Manipulating us, feel the pity...
I wish I had a father that didn't belong to the bottle but was truly mine,
Who gave to me security and laughter and was reliably kind,
One...
Daddy had his drink,
No money for our clothes,
Daddy had his drink,
More times than we supposed,
Daddy had his drink,
And we had bills with...
I'm writing now to a little girl,
A little girl sitting lonely rocking on the floor,
The little girl inside of me whose hurt eats at me...