Love is in Da Blog: Daddy’s Princess

Just Fooling About With Bee said: Nothing  yet,  no  prompt  so I  am going  with second  part  of  yesterday’s  blog. The darkerside of love.

This post is harsh and I apologise  if it offends anyone. 

I chose  Butterfly  Kisses by Bob Carlisle because  it is  a song of  love from a  father   for a daughter , true  love  not the   twisted hurtful emotion in the poem.

Again  I mean no  offence.

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Daddy’s Princess

Daddy’s Princess

Deep blue eyes pools you could dive into

Pert ruby red lips, taught  not say what is true.

Blonde beautiful curls  surround  her face

This  facade hides her pain and disgrace.

 

Daddy’s little princess his  one pride and joy

He truly  loves her infact  she’s  his toy.

We won’t tell mummy  she will only  get cross

He is  the adult so she will obey he is the boss.

 

Why does she not play with the other children  in class

She always  so tired , sitting alone  hiding  behind  her ‘Angels Mask’

Away with the fairies  is  where  she seems to be

Wishing  she  did not have to go home  to “loving  Daddy”

 

Mummy is  busy  she works and is not always home

So  mostly it’s  princess and  Daddy at home   alone.

She  has tried to tell Mummy  but could  not find the words

Mummy was busy organizing  a party  and her words  were not heard.

 

So Mummy is  away  and it is the middle of  the night

Her body tenses as she hears  footsteps and the click of her light.

He  lifts  her up as he always has done before

And  takes her to his bed  as he has done so many times before.

 

He  says it is loving  and she must  not tell

Anyway he is adult and it is  their secret….well

We won’t tell mummy  she will only  get cross

He is  the adult so she will obey, he is the boss.

 

Please make it stop

Back in her bed she cries herself  to sleep

She is hurt and bleeding  but this  secret she must keep,

For she is Daddy’s princess and he tells her it’s love

So  she prays  for sleep and an end  this, please God above.

 

Deep blue eyes, pools you could dive into

Pert ruby red lips, taught  not say what is true.

Blonde beautiful curls  surround  her face

This  facade hides her pain and disgrace.

 

This  is  Just  fooling  around  with  Bee  Idea  for  a  February  daily  challenge! To  suit  her  spoilt  inner  child…. and  mine  come  to that so  here  we go! Hold on to your heart!  Join in  here 

 

 

 

 

Author: willowdot21

Female, wife, full time mother and Grandmother. I am not as happy go lucky as I used to be but I am still bubbling along on simmer! I have three handsome sons all grown and flown.The youngest married with a beautiful wife and two sons of his own. Eleven years ago I was working, running a home, driving and socializing then bang in a split second all that was gone. I had an accident at home. I broke my back, not for the first time, I had broken it 10 years previously as well. Unfortunately this time I had broken it really badly and it was truly messed up so I had to have two operations. I was told before each operation that the outcome could mean I spend the rest of my life in a wheelchair. Still as some guy once wrote "I am still standing " yes "better than I ever was " not quite but with the help of a walking stick and as long as I do not stand or sit in one position for too long, I am still standing! Update I no longer use the walking stick . I had lots of friends before the accident but when things like this happen, you loose most of them. Their lives move on and mine stood still and so they left me behind ...I know that is just the way life is but it hurt and always will. Then I looked around and saw those who were still there for me, these friends are the roses in my garden they need to be tended well. They are the diamonds in the dust, I will of been married 50yrs plus this year . Pain and boredom are my enemies now, I have to find different ways to approach life, use my pain befriend it almost...yer right , well that is what they tell me at the pain clinic ROFLMAO ...... if only I could! I have found an outlet for my fears, frustrations and night terrors . I have started writing poetry if that name can be applied to my writing. I hope I do not come over as a moaning winger. I hope I am past all that. I also hope that you might see how the poetry is moving from very dark through the grey and hopefully in to light ?? I need to update this a little here. I have worked very hard over the years since my accident, I go to the gym regularly, I have a Pilates class and a core class once a week . The guys at the gym and my Pilates teacher cajoled, teased, bullied and encouraged me to abandon my walking stick! :) My back is no longer straight it is C shaped because of the injury and I have lost two and a half inches in height but my Pilates and Core teachers have helped me to stand up as straight and as strongly as possible. Pain and depression are still hanging on my arm but I have weapons to use against them and if I say so myself I cope well. I have made lots of new friends, real diamonds. I am also very grateful for all the support and help I have encountered here on Wordpress. Hugs and welcome to everyone who visits.

10 thoughts on “Love is in Da Blog: Daddy’s Princess”

      1. Referred to photos, story sad, we have power failure for the night so I screamed through the posts. My bad. Doing this from mobile phone now.

      2. Sorry I sounded shocked but it was not a beautiful post, as sad and needed one but … I am sorry you have a powercut, watch the predictive text it can say the most awful things!! if you don’t watch it! Have a good evening and thanks for readingxx

  1. I don’t think it is offensive. If it is offensive to people it rings true to their memories as well. Having been through this journey I know the pain it brings until it is released. Thank you for sharing a piece of yourself.

    1. i do not have first hand knowledge of this type of abuse, thankfully, and I am sorry that you have . I though suffered different abuse and I do feel it is important to get things like this out in the open. Thank you for reading. xx

  2. Wow – so empathetic and well written . . . I know this is a horribly sad soul-ripping situation, but you told the story so eloquently and appropriately. Bravo, Willow!

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