You say I'm neurotic
let me tell you a tale
a tale so frightful
you'll grow ever so pale.
It starts with a child
whose innocence and trust
were abused and denied
for reasons of lust.
It's a tale of hurt and horror
shame and guilt
a nightmare never ending
that my daddy built.
Hidden away
in the crevasses of mind
are memories so painful
they're too deep to find.
But find them I do
more often with time
filled with hatred and resentment
of yesterday's crime.
Memories of darkness
fear and despair
of a man who crept through silence
to take that forbidden dare.
Engraved in my mind
obstructing the way
soiling my future
day after day.
Memories unclear
unable to accept
of secrets we shared
secrets well kept.
