Hah. I’m back. 😀 again. Like I said I would…. Recyclable? I think so. xD
Some of you may recall the story version. And I posted a poem version of this a awhile back on the main FG site. These were her thoughts during those acts. So, here it goes. The Thoughts, A Poem. I’m actually not really satisfied with it, but… 😕
Right. Warning: Dark. Dark. DARK. Seriously.
Read the original story: The Taste
Read the other poem version(The Taste, a Poem) here.
I.The better years
Once upon a
Very long time ago like how once
Every girl loved her
Daddy, at least once.
II. The later years
Cold metal against my skin, and blood in my mouth, his
Rage was felt in every lash,
I had no choice, my pain was
Eating at me, but
Daddy would never stop.
III. The stronger years
Thought I saw fear in his eyes,
Adrenaline rushed through my body,
Scared stiff, he was; laughing maniacally, I was,
Thoughts of twisted flew into my brain, like blood out of his,
Ending my story on a high, sweet note, I say:
Daddy, you deserved it anyway.