You need to stop
I am breaking down now…
My body is weak, and my mental strength is falling
I am trying so hard to protect myself from you
When you should be the one protecting me
You need to stop
You are not my friend, and no matter how much you fake it,
You never will be
You made me hate myself
You made everywhere I go a Hell for me
You need to stop
Every time I see you, my sight turns red
My fists curl up
And my hair stands on edge
You need to stop
Don’t you see?!
I can’t do this anymore!
I can’t pretend like this is okay, because it’s not
I can’t lie to myself and think that this is supposed to happen
You need to stop
You cannot throw every mistake I’ve ever made in my face
You cannot blame your alcoholism on me
You cannot ever hit me again… I can’t tolerate this anymore
You were supposed to be a loving person!
I am part of you!
How can you hate me then?
I am your daughter, and you are my father…
But you need to stop
Because I can’t handle this anymore,
And I fear that if you don’t stop, I might break…
I hate you now, so much
Honestly, what kind of father are you?
I am breaking down now…
My body is weak, and my mental strength is falling
I am trying so hard to protect myself from you
When you should be the one protecting me
You need to stop
You are not my friend, and no matter how much you fake it,
You never will be
You made me hate myself
You made everywhere I go a Hell for me
You need to stop
Every time I see you, my sight turns red
My fists curl up
And my hair stands on edge
You need to stop
Don’t you see?!
I can’t do this anymore!
I can’t pretend like this is okay, because it’s not
I can’t lie to myself and think that this is supposed to happen
You need to stop
You cannot throw every mistake I’ve ever made in my face
You cannot blame your alcoholism on me
You cannot ever hit me again… I can’t tolerate this anymore
You were supposed to be a loving person!
I am part of you!
How can you hate me then?
I am your daughter, and you are my father…
But you need to stop
Because I can’t handle this anymore,
And I fear that if you don’t stop, I might break…
I hate you now, so much
Honestly, what kind of father are you?
Author notes
I was angry when I wrote this, because I can't stand to let him get away with it. I may not be able to tell it to his face, but I hope, one day, that he knows how I feel. One day, when he's weaker than me, and can no longer be a threat to me, he will find out exactly how I feel.
Can you relate?
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i know exactly how this feels. my father is abusive and he is also a heavy alcoholic. he's been abusing me for years, and i finally left my house to prevent anything else going wrong. this is an amazing write, and i'm so sorry your father does this.

