A little girl cries out inside.
Memories of an unloved childhood.
It is never too late.
Now I finally have love.
The true love of a husband,
that I adore.


Christmas at grandmas

Grandpa would set the table
as feast for a king.
Telling stories and singing.

Growing up with memories
that suddenly were interrupted by a nightmare.

Uncle had touched the little girl,
some knew but kept it a secret.
Shame on them, I would have started a war.

She grows up with pain in her gut,
confusion and disgust,
not knowing why she keeps making wrong choices in her life.

Taking care of your plants is one thing,
But you better make sure you take good care of your little girl.
If not it could ruin her world.
A child should not be punished,
even if she interrupts the teacher,
there could be rats in the attic.
A child can't help it
if she wets the bed,
"sorry dad"
was not good enough.
All her life
with a broken heart,
feeling that cold shower,
because she was not good enough.
I finally have the love
that I have been searching for,
I am able to love back.

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Tag der Veröffentlichung: 09.09.2010

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