Friday, April 17, 2015

We had our different thoughts but I miss you like I missed me
Caught up in my own shit, no time left for daddy
No thoughts left behind, but many words left unspoken
I'm sorry that I'm not what you wanted, unbroken
I waited to feel but always knew it was real
Have my monthly mental, tears and an onion peel
Never got to say goodbye, so here's an adieu
Despite our differences, dad, I really miss you

I'm not the son that you wanted, but I'm the son that you got
Never sold on your ideas but my love you still bought
Only thing to hold onto is your memory
No hands, no hugs, not a happy family
Now this house is more hell than heaven's ever been
You missed me on the come up, artistic development
When I become a man, the first son is after you
Maybe he'll get to say goodbye, but here's your adieu

Your cub's grown his mane, damn right he grew his heart
Still much left to do, but you saw the best part
I was off on my own when you came home
Didn't see me grow up, but the end product
Stranger with a title and yet you still tried
Stopped torturing yourself, so I watched you die
Just go to sleep dad, please close your eyes
I saw you suffer once, now it's my turn to try

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