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I'm Sorry, Let Me Go

Each day a new crude message
Seeking to berate me
Hoping for closure


You see, I've loved you
From that very first day
You're my hope, dreams
And my very shelter




But life thought me this
Love is not everything
I needed more
Can't you see...



I'm sorry... I'm sorry...
Daddy please let me go
I'm not good enough for you


I tried to talk
But you're not around
So, with swollen eyes
I questioned my deepest needs


My letter to you
Was filled with fear
That'll you'll not understand
Why I needed this



It's not always about sex
Or scenes and play
There's more I needed
For me to stay


I'm sorry... so so sorry...
Daddy please let me go
I'm not ready today


My heart and mind
Conflicted and torn
Between a safe space
And actual help


I wished you'd observed
And understood my silent needs
To grow with awareness
Though the BDSM path


I found my answer
A beacon of light
He understood what I needed
He's patient but strict


I'm sorry... Daddy I am...
Please let me go
I'm worthless as I am




Forgive me for I've betrayed you twice
I'm fickle, indecisive & selfish
I wished I knew what I needed
For I'd know not to lead you on


I loved you, 
I will always do...
You're my one and only daddy
And no more shall be


I've found my answer
I hope you have your closure 
You deserve better
Than one who's unsure who she is


Daddy... sorry... I'm sorry...
Let me go you must
For as painful as it seems
I've moved on to find my true self
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