Daddy I'am sorry

I still remember the days we had together,
holding me in your arms soft like a feather,

We use to play alot of games with little brother Maddy,
funny to think he's first words were daddy,

Each night you would come into my room
and read my favorite story kiss me goodnight and my stuff animal Dorrie,

But on this day which i will never forget, still have the images and your numerous threat's in my head,

I just turn sixteen and became a women, the joys of my childhood days were now broken,

On June 13,1967 the stuff i use to see in horror movies were brought to my attention, my daddy my daddy i use to loves as a child continuously stabbing my mother and brother with this ridiculous smile,

As i began to push him away and beg him to stop, before i can blink in comes the cops,

As i turn in my cot which they call a bed, awaking from my dreams the dreams that i can't get out my head, i proceed to tell my physcologist the dream i just had

Can't understand why the still label me as mad, but since i never know because i am in here for good, looking up at my name above my bed in crave in wood,

Night has fallen again and i am about to lay my head, as i begin to find myself whispering again and again

Daddy I'm sorry Daddy I'm sorry Daddy I'm sorry

Nisha