Dad got drunk and warned me about the dangers of almost legal drinking
Said to watch out for men who talk nice just to try to get girls naked
Drink my curiosities where its safe at home instead
We tend to cheers to the holidays, so I fill my glass with red
Coming to, I laughed
How absurd a warning
Especially because I already know that
God knows I learned my lesson when a whore of a boy taught me
Got me wasted in my bedroom
Tried to calm my fears with soft spoken words
Put his hand under my waistband
Thought my fading into silence meant I wanted more
How grotesque his actions
How harmful the hearts he once traced
My skin was ablaze while he was heaving
How could I think that was love's embrace?
The shame returns when the world turns silent
I worry his actions have left me stained
Dad knows best, I tell him I know that
What he doesn't know is that he told me too late
December 3, 2024
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☆Faith☆ (A Series Of Poems)
PoetryJust a bunch of poems, short stories, and whatever other tidbits I'd like to add. {Updated whenever I have strong emotions} Originally started sometime in 2017 Written by a teenager. Titles with a (TW) mean that a serious topic is being addressed, s...
