I want so badly
to know what it\'s like
to feel safe in a parent\'s arms.
I strive to cover myself in ink
and metal
to get rid of the body you\'ve ruined.
The vessel that is carrying my soul
is defiled.
I have never been able to be a child
because you took that away.
I never got to feel innocence.
I was never afraid of the dark
because I was too busy being afraid of you.
I am not an \"old soul\".
I matured quickly
because being your daughter forced me to.
How can you look me in the eye
knowing what you did?