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Rated: · Poetry · Experience · #1527450
Moments that are etched to my memory...
**A young girl grows up in silent despair
For a part of her, is lost in thin air
Once upon a painful history
This is her story of misery…**

Daddy, all I can ask is why
Why couldn’t you hug me when I would cry?
Why couldn’t you wipe the tears from my eyes?
Why couldn’t u hear me out through my cries?

The comfort of being held by you,
Is something I never went through?
But instead I used to hear those dreaded fights,
As I tried to sleep through the night,

And yet once again, you disappeared,
I remember the fear I had till you would appear,
Why did u leave, when I begged you to stay?
Daddy, why did u walk away?

I wanted you to be proud of my grades,
I wanted to show off my braids,
I wanted to make you proud,
But I guess all I did was let you down,

As a child, I had to grow up too quickly,
Life played games with me that were so tricky,
I had to be strong when I felt so weak,
I had to wipe the tears as my eyes start to leak,

This Unanswered question of why
Gives my heart such pain because I know I didn’t lie
When I said that I miss being by your side,
But the moment you came home, I always ran to hide

I never saw that smile I needed,
I never felt the love I pleaded,
You walked away without saying goodbye,
Leaving me again with the unanswered question of “why”

Through the pain out family went through,
I got an “baby, know that I love you”
Daddy, my heart aches for you, day in and night through,
I learnt to rise above it all, even though I felt blue,

My eyes water as I see you today,
There are no more words that I can say,
You have your life and I have mine,
Even though our love will stand the test of time…

**Daddy, there isn’t a day I don’t think of you,
I understand what you and mum had to go through,
I am who I am because of what I had to endure,
No matter how pained my soul is, my love for you is pure**
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