You told us you were sorry, then the next day you hit us again if we asked you why we couldn’t get out of our room
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I Forgive You
by Madison Abercrombie
My love was pure
My mind was innocent
Roses are red violets are blue
You took my heart, as they took you
I went from being an innocent little girl to being the daughter of a criminal
I went from being “daddy’s little girl” to “your father doesn’t love you.”
You destroyed me
Everything I did was to prove myself to you
I got all good grades
I even spoke badly of Mom, hoping you would accept me as your little girl again
I drank like you did
I smoked like you did, so when you got out of jail you could see how much of you I was like
You are the reason I don’t trust anyone anymore
The reason I am afraid to get close to anyone
You hit my sisters and me for no reason, and then, when you woke up from your nap, You forgot why our faces were bruised,
You forgot why your handprint was imprinted on our faces
You told us you were sorry, then the next day you hit us again if we asked you why we couldn’t get out of our room
You took my childhood away
You hit Mommy in front of us and told her we were nothing
I hated the way you treated us, but I still prayed to god for you to love me
I still cared about what you thought
I still cried when they came to take you away
You went to jail, I wrote to you
You never wrote back
I’m sorry, Daddy
You walked away and didn’t come back
Was I not a good enough daughter?
Was I a disappointment?
Am I really not worth it?
When you got out you said sorry
We became closer, but only until i ran out of money
I gave you money for beer
I gave you money for cigarettes
You found another woman
Who said I didn’t deserve you
Who said I didn’t deserve to be an Abercrombie
You believed her and you stopped calling me to say goodnight
I went from being a daddy’s girl and playing catch every day with my beloved father to
Being a no good, rebellious child
I went from being Madison Rae to being whatever people knew me as…
I went from being a girl who accepted life as it was to being distraught and angry at the world
You say you didn’t do anything, but we both know that’s a lie
But somehow it’s ok
And somehow I can say I forgive you
Me experiencing you drinking 9-10 bottles of beer a day
Me experiencing you hurting my beloved mother
You breaking my heart more and more since I was 8
You made me a survivor, so thank you, Daddy
Thanks for giving up on me
Because now I know what not to do
So, Dad, I forgive you.
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