My Daddy Killed A Child Tonight

My Daddy killed a child tonight
but did not take a life.
The child gave in without a fight
to words used as a knife.

He came into her room at night
and sat beside her bed
“I’m just your Daddy, it’s alright-”
such lies my Daddy said.

The man who held the child’s trust
then killed her with a touch.
And all to satisfy his lust,
the child he loved so much.

My Daddy killed the child in me-
my shameful secret kept.
My innocence is dead, you see,
and I, a woman, wept.

If you liked this poem, check out it's "sister poem" "A Child's Father"  [13+]