All I want is to be Owned by My Daddy...
But Daddy Doesn't Want Me.
I woke up holding Daddy. Feelings of love overwhelmed me. But my mind won’t let me forget that I am not his, no matter how bad I want to be, no matter how deeply I feel for him, there remains an elusive distance I can’t comprehend.
I doubt he would understand without taking it personally. I don’t want him to blame himself. Even though it’s him that I’m longing for I know it’s something broken in me that leaves me feeling this way.
So I bite my tongue.
I let the tears fall as silently as I can. I choke on the pain and swallow all the words I wish I could say because it’s my burden to carry. It’s my problem to fix. It’s my mind that’s not right. It’s my vision that is blurred. My comprehension that’s obscured.
It’s my broken brain.
It’s how I understand the world. It’s what I’ve learned about how the world works. It’s my experiences that have taught me over and over again that I am not good enough, and I’m beaten down by the thoughts that I never will be, for Daddy, or anyone else. As long as I cling to this delusion of how it could be I will never be content with how it is.Â
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