Dear Dad,
Its been three years
Your still not back
I'm 11 years old
I've learned to deal with the pain
you'll see the cuts on my arms
you'll see the teeth marks on my lips
you'll see the bruises on my legs
you'll see that I'm not the same
you'll see a hurt pale girl
I just wish you'd see the little brave girl
but theres no going back
I have no angel no savor
I guess this is what they call Life
should i end mine?
Bye.
Check out my other daddy poems please rate and comment. Thanks
