The Price I Have Paid Poem by Sharron Stephenson

The years of wishing and silent cries,
The price I have paid. The look of,
Anger on a face of evil.
The years of hating and dreaming away,
Boxes of painful bloody yes it is okay.
The price I have paid.

The years of a good little daddy's girl,
The price i have paid. Told to order,
What is said I have to do, the rules I,
Followed. The price I paid.

A new fear force, a motion of no,
The price i have paid.

Who to say I am hurt please help.
The price i have paid