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Array ( [sid] => 92522 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => Please Daddy [time] => 2005-04-28 00:56:55 [hometext] => Don't hit me anymore [bodytext] => I sit here waiting until he comes home.
I sit here in fright all alone.
He’s gone out drinking again,
Just like last night.
When he got home,
He started to pick a fight.
He said the house was dirty,
The dishes weren’t done.
When he shouts I just want to run.
I just want the family we used to have.
Before mom went away,
Before life became my darkest day.
I used to play so carefree,
Now I sit here listening to the turn of the key.
Oh god he’s home.
My blood turns to stone.
Please have won the game tonight.
I can’t put up with one more fight.
This time what’s the cost?
A broken rib? Another black eye?
All I can smell from you is rye.
Explosion of pain,
I think your going insane.
Everyday you hit a little harder.
Do you know what would be smarter?
To kill me with one bullet, one knife.
Instead of slowly ruining my life.
-Kate Ecklund- [comments] => 5 [counter] => 163 [topic] => 65 [informant] => suicidal_imbecile [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 15 [ratings] => 3 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => toughstuff )

Please Daddy

Contributed by suicidal_imbecile on Thursday, 28th April 2005 @ 12:56:55 AM in AEST
Topic: toughstuff

I sit here waiting until he comes home.
I sit here in fright all alone.
He’s gone out drinking again,
Just like last night.
When he got home,
He started to pick a fight.
He said the house was dirty,
The dishes weren’t done.
When he shouts I just want to run.
I just want the family we used to have.
Before mom went away,
Before life became my darkest day.
I used to play so carefree,
Now I sit here listening to the turn of the key.
Oh god he’s home.
My blood turns to stone.
Please have won the game tonight.
I can’t put up with one more fight.
This time what’s the cost?
A broken rib? Another black eye?
All I can smell from you is rye.
Explosion of pain,
I think your going insane.
Everyday you hit a little harder.
Do you know what would be smarter?
To kill me with one bullet, one knife.
Instead of slowly ruining my life.
-Kate Ecklund-

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Re: Please Daddy (User Rating: 1 )
by emystar on Thursday, 28th April 2005 @ 01:05:46 AM AEST
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so sad but written well.
call the police and get some help.
Domestic abuse is against the law.
huggs,
emy

Re: Please Daddy (User Rating: 1 )
by Vampirequeen on Thursday, 28th April 2005 @ 01:49:06 AM AEST
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Holy cow get some help and i hope to god someone will help you.By all means call the police.take care.......

Re: Please Daddy (User Rating: 1 )
by sride686 on Thursday, 28th April 2005 @ 06:35:45 AM AEST
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This write has so much pain and hurt in it and pray to God it isn’t true. No one should ever have to be treated like this. But it is written very well and was a good read. I like the ending it was very strong.
Do you know what would be smarter?
To kill me with one bullet, one knife.
Instead of slowly ruining my life.
Keep writing you write so well and I love reading your work. But if this is true of your like you need to do something to help yourself. Take care and if you need to talk hit me up…..Steve

Re: Please Daddy (User Rating: 1 )
by hauntedscorp on Wednesday, 25th May 2005 @ 09:37:38 PM AEST
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Oh my god honey---Dad or not, don't let him hurt you like this....This is such a strong write, and you shouldn't have to speak of such pain. My heart goes out to you.
Scorp.

Re: Please Daddy (User Rating: 1 )
by Sinned on Tuesday, 31st May 2005 @ 08:37:28 PM AEST
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suicidal imbecile

Scary and Strong write
Written well
If true listen to the others writers comments
and seek help

Sinned

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