Dear Dad, 
I wish you were my uncle, or
I beheld at you in a sight of a bother, 
I wish you were a stranger on the street, 
Or better yet a poacher in the field.
But, , , but, , 
I had to be your daughter, 
And you my father, 
You were my role model, 
You were my HERO! 
Whenever we could spend some time together, 
I always felt our scenes were in a perfect weather, 
Cause no hurricanes or thunderstorms would be stronger than him, 
I always felt protected.
Like a little minion, 
I followed him wherever he could go, 
And he could spin me around like i was Mary going around, 
Busting my lungs with tears of joy, , and i was happy.
He gave me enough meat, and chicken, 
That i puffed my belly, 
Not knowing i was being nourished for one purpose, , , 
One purpose only, , , being fed on..
(I repent)  to be fed on, , 
It was on my birth day, 
When he walked into my room, 
When no one else was home, 
I come in close, 
When i had no proper clothes on.
He squeezed my little mangoes to his chest, 
So tight that i felt pain in my chest, 
His lips on mine, 
I squawked in an out bust for help.
But the walls of my room seemed to close in, 
Like a York i felt so closed in, 
I couldn't break out.
His caresses on me, 
Felt like they were the devil's, 
Teeming pain and hurt was my Triumph, 
I was been dragged straight to the pits of hell..
And In abyss i was, 
Even though i dragged out and rescued, 
Post-traumatic stress disorder still drags me back! 
For i see him in my dreams, 
And at times i still feel is a devilish hand running around me.
I get scared, , 
I get scared, , of being in a relationship
Or just being touch, 
For my body trembles in fear, 
Its de 'ja vu for me. 
My lovers are my victims, 
whenever i awake from my nightmare, 
i squeeze their necks like big, 
wanting to pop  their breath out.
and now I'm out, 
i' m out of lovers, 
no one wants to be with me, 
because everyone is afraid.
All because he quit being a dad
and decided to be my PSTD, 
he might be far from me, 
but is soul still torments me... every day..
#SPEAK-OUT_RAPE
#SPEAK-OUT_GBV
@Chronicles_MPB_2021                
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
 
                    