In life, there is Death

93.

She's daddy's little princess
And she's pretty as can be
His world revolves around her
He gives her everything.
Ponies and dolls
Glitter, in bright shades of pink
Pigtails and a toothy smile
Wait 'til the other girls see!
Short skirts and mascara
Heavy booze-scented breathe
Boys wrapped around her little finger
Torn shirts revealing her chest.
Sleepless nights and terrors
A world flipped downside-up
At this age, she's unstable
And even then she doesn't give a fuck.
Daddy doesn't matter now
She only wants his money
Her friends want her to shout drinks
The boys only want her for one thing.
She gives herself away
Too willingly to be sane
Without a thought to her father
She gives herself again.
A few months down the line
As the season changes cold
Her father leaves her presence
Barely 43 years old.
Her heart is bleeding in halves
She's decided she's had enough
She's remorseful of her choices
She just wants her daddy's love.
But her daddy isn't there now
He's left her on her own
She should have reached out sooner
It's not too hard to pick up a goddamn phone.
She was daddy's little princess
Once pretty as could be
And although her world included only her,
Her daddy tried to give her everything.