24th august, Delilah was born
Jolly bells and cute as hell’s
5th April, Delilah was torn
She was depressed, even the dumbest could tell.
Delilah is a growing kid
She is turning 8 next month
She puts her old toys in a box to get rid
Her dad brings her more books, another ton
Delilah was expecting some appreciation for the sacrifice she made
But daddy was too busy explaining her the importance of books.
Delilah took the pressure and drank in a slurp
Now she is about to be a teen
Her daddy tells her now her life would take a turn
But Delilah was prepared, she has always been.
Delilah was expecting some support for her new found identity
But daddy was too busy explaining her what not to do.
Its Delilah’s first state level cricket match
She is almost 17 and the captain of her team
She was so hung up on proving herself that she misses a catch
Her heart rate dropped for a second, it seems
Delilah was expecting a shoulder to cry on
But daddy was too busy telling her where she went wrong.
Delilah turned 21 yesterday, making coffee, studying late night
She had to clear the exam daddy so desperately wanted her to
Delilah was not so confident though, but she knew she might
She was feeling sick, thought skipping was the best thing to do
Delilah was expecting daddy to forgive her one mistake
But daddy was too busy growling how she lost her future.
Delilah had been missing for the past 5 days
Her coach called her home to make sure she was fine
She hung herself in a dark unlit room, the newspaper says
On the wall she left a note saying, “Daddy, oh divine!”
Delilah was expecting daddy to shed a tear for his daughter
He sure did, but not until he lost her.
Poetry In My Veins 