Beaten by Daddy

by Mark   Feb 20, 2007


Here he comes
brutal and mean
shining of evil
a deja vu I've seen

clearing all thoughts
1 hit, now 2 to go
daily routine
for the daddy I know

expressing physical
his love and respect
second hit brings me to the ground
the third hit I detect

I am a feather
my daddy a bird of prey
thats my life
day by day

scared I am not
this is his land
and no worries
this time he only used his hand.

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  • 6 years ago

    by mossgirl19

    Indeed a chilling write...and fear was felt all over.

  • 16 years ago

    by June

    I am glad you added that it is not your life nor your dad.it is very well done and very heart touching really had me thinking about what it must be like for a child to fear the hand of their father and brought a tear to my eye.

  • 16 years ago

    by Lynn

    Very nice poem..it flows well and it carries a good amount of emotions....its a real sad poem....

  • 17 years ago

    by TINSLEY

    Awesome i remember when my dad used to shoot me with a shot gun ahhh gd times (joke) this is an awesome poem i think you should get all your best dark poems and publish a dark poem book.
    man love from
    TINSLEY -xXx- hahaha

    • 6 years ago

      by mossgirl19

      A terrible joke I laughed at so badly...made my stomach churn.

  • 17 years ago

    by Jason

    Chilling. It is only when we step aside from what we know that we can truly suprise ourselves and write pieces like this.

    Thanks for the authors note. I like to hear that some of this pieces are written not from experience but written because we can.

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