I miss my dad.
The one who would put my fears to rest. The dad that always put his children first.
I miss my dad.
The dad that used to count my freckles and list the reasons he loved me each time. The supportive and protective dad I came to know and love.
I miss a monster.
A monster that made sure I felt every single penetration. A monster that moaned as I cried out.
I miss a monster.
A monster who took my childhood away. THE Monster parents warn you about.
I miss my dad.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem