Dearest Testo

Your house never was my home.
That was yesterday,
and memories don❝t fade away.

There❝s a picture on the wall,
Father❝s arms around his daughter.
She pleads, ❝Father, Daddy, when will you be a man?❝
Be a man. A man.

When you kicked me down the stairs,
to my haven underground.
Said I wasn❝t worth
the dirt under your fingernails.
When you said you wanted more,
then you labeled me a whore.
And these days forget,
but nothing mutes the wound inside!

There❝s a picture on the wall,
Father❝s arms around his daughter.
Her eyes brim with tears,
but smile to hide the hate inside her heart.
There❝s a picture on the wall,
Daddy❝s arms around his Princess.
She pleads, ❝Daddy, go away!❝
Away, away.
Dearest, Daddy❝s gone away.
Take me away!

There❝s a picture on the floor,
broken glass shards in my toes.
My blood stains the carpet,
my bloodstain❝s a memory.
There❝s a picture on the floor,
broken glass rings through my soul,
Dad, these scars won❝t fade away!