I love loving my Daddy,
I love it when he gives me love,
It started when i was 5-6 years old,
It used to hurt when my Daddy loved me,
But recently it started feeling good,
I love it when he creeps into my room late at night,
And reminds me as always that its our little secret,
And that everyone does it they just dont like to talk about it,
No wonder everyone does it when it feels so good,
I love it when he touches my neck,
To my lower soft spot,
He touches so gently yet firmly,
Slow then fast,
then he lifts my arms above my head while kissing me passionately,
Then he puts my arms around his neck and instructs me to wrap my legs around his waist,
Then hands on my bottom he enters me,
Pushing, harder and faster, he starts groaning,
I groan wioth him, my Daddy feels so damn good,
Then finaly we release, and my Daddy leaves me,
Always whispering,
Its our little secret.
Agata, if we shy away from subjects that disturbs us, it will make it easier for those who commit such crimes to do what they enjoy. Staying silent when you see an injustice doesn't help anyone or anything, staying silent only make things worse.
to derek germain: you ask how could she have written this if it didnt happen to her? you underestimate the power of the imagination, dude. if you could only write of what you experience, we wouldnt have as much to write about now would we? just something to think about..
Amen Grayham! If all of society shy's away from important issues like this how can people who have experienced events like this be expected to keep on living after?
Beautiful piece. Wrote just enough to make people think. Ignore the negative, you are brave to post something that's meant to disturb a persons sense of security and to face an issue that nearly everyone is afraid to face.
Very controversial but with great insight, you must have some background knowledge of the effects of sexual abuse. It is shocking and sickening to read and thats why you've had the negative comments. However, I do believe this subject should be publicised more as people hiding away from the truth and becoming complicit makes this abuse even more rife. Absolutely Brilliant!
eerrr... Laura whateva enspired u 2 think o these things u ned 2 thinkabout ritin somethin a little more HAPPY and BOUNCY
A sickness in the pit of my stomach is what i was left with when i read this poem. This poem glorifies sexual abuse and incest. Victims need support and comfort not vile words like this.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
i like the way you pulled this off, a horrible subject but it does bring to attention the fact that some who has been repeatly abused could feel like this. have you heard of the stockholm syndrome? well done for addressing a subject society likes to shy away from graham