When your biological father doesn’t love you, it cuts you deep.
It leaves you vulnerable and weak.
Leaving you open to predators
Who seek to do nothing but devour you.
When your father doesn’t love you
It leaves you searching for it in the wrong places.
It leaves you craving it.
No matter how it is that you taste it.
Love is all that you want.
Love is all that you long for.
To be loved.
It is all you dream about.
You fall for all the lies.
No matter how big or small.
You will go through it all.
You stick with the bad and go through hell.
You let him continuously keep you under his spell.
Because nothing else matters when you are being given what you so desire.
Whether it is real, or all a fantasy.
It satisfies your craving.
Even if it is only temporarily.
My broken pieces I’m left alone to pick up off the floor.
On my own to make myself whole.
No one but me.
Me. Myself. And I.
When the first man you ever loved.
Shows his true form.
Things you said you would never allow,
Now have taken your freedom.
He uses his tongue to cut you deep.
You lay in the dark afraid to sleep.
He wraps his hands around your neck until you pass out.
He has no fear in killing you, have no doubt.
My broken pieces I’m left alone to pick up off the floor.
On my own to make myself whole.
No one but me.
Me. Myself. And I.
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