Daddy’s Little Girl

She wears polka dots on her granny panties,
colourful ones that camouflage the blood spots of her lost virginity.
No mommy
but Daddy dearest
He takes care of her when no one is around
Teaches her how to be woman!

She sleeps with a pink teddy bear
by her side.
A big one who keeps her tears safe when she cries.
He fights off ghosts and holds her close.
(giggle)
Let’s her think she’s holding him but he’s in control.
Til daddy comes…
he has to sit on the chair when daddy comes
‘cause school is in and her lesson is sex Ed.

She dresses up in school attire
even though she’s past those years.
Cause he likes her to be his little girl.
When daddy is home, he entices her imagination.
She is his play date and knows her role.

She sits silently at her desk
pounding on keys, creating a comfort zone,
somewhere to hide her reality,
confused by the world trying to mislead her.

Daddy knows what’s best.
They’ll never understand,
that her daddy is her prince charming-
Her Happily Ever After!
Her dream come true!
Her knight in shining armour!

Her life has consisted of daddy and me.
He took care of her
and in return, she took care of him.
He filled the void as he fed into her space.

She exists in her own world,
smiling to herself.
Even though the walls are white and the pills taste chalky
when she chews instead of swallows.

People around her are clinically insane
but she laughs to her heart
where daddy belongs.




His smile when he walked into her room
and his eyes when she walked into his.
Blood, red and sticky
Daddy was safe now…in her dreams, Daddy was safe in her dreams.

She smiled again
Still dressed in her polka dot panties
And holding her pink teddy bear
Daddy in her heart
Blood on her hands, behind her back
As they escort her to Dr. R

“What’s your name,” he asked, politely.
She smiled back and whispered, “Daddy’s Little Girl.”