Who Are You Now But A Storm?

You held me first.

Made me laugh first.

Danced with me first.

You held my hand when I was scared.

You even chased away the monsters I said I heard.

You read to me.

You taught me everything you could.

I was your angel.

Daddy's angel.

Daddy's little girl.

You promised not to forget me.

You promised not to hurt me.

You promised to forgive me for my mistakes.

You promised to love me.

You promised all of this when you held me in that hospital room.

You promised, Dad.

I'm not Daddy's little angel.

I'm not Daddy's little girl.

I'm not who you thought I was.

You're not who I though you were.

Those promises vanished into thin air,

Once anger filled those brown eyes of yours.

I saw that look in your eye,

Spreading thoughout your body.

You weren't Daddy any more.

You were a storm.

A storm I came to be afraid of.

You were a hurricane.

Powered by anger and stress.

Fed by fear and insults that would press.

I didn't know who you were,

And I am old enough to know

That you controlled that storm.

That hurricane,

And once it hit land,

It hit with a BANG!!