My daddy

When I was younger and would stay the night at my granny's

My dad wouldn't let me sleep in the spare bedroom or on the couch

in the cool living room

I had to sleep in his bed with him so he could slid his hand

into my pajama bottoms

At first I though he was doing it because he loved me but

When I got older I realized it was wrong.

When I was 16 I had to move in with them and nothing ever

Happened again but anytime I was in my room the door was shut and locked

He was no longer physically abusive but emotionally and mentally and that was

So much worse