Gone
Daddy, please help me!
Daddy, I’m bleeding!
Daddy, please save me!
You can’t, cause you’re leaving.
Remember the last time you were sober?
Remember the last time you called because you wanted us to come over?
Yeah, me neither.
But I do remember when you looked at me,
without a care,
as blood from the brain streamed down my hair.
And I remember coughing, choking,
on that poison air that lay between,
and I screamed for your help,
but all you did was leave.
That’s why I have anger in my gut,
that’s why at times it’s you who made me cut.
And yet I can’t seem to get the thought of you out of my head.
Sometimes when I don’t want to think of you,
I tell myself you’re dead.
It makes me feel at ease,
lets me finally go to bed.
And yes, I know this makes me sound crazy,
these things that I say.
But I don’t know why I think this way.
I’m just me, Dad,
and that’s all I’m ever gonna be.
I always say that I hate you,
that I want you gone,
So why can’t my thoughts of you just run?
Run away from my mind,
so I can rewind back to better times.
Cause the day you left,
you screwed us over.
Left us with a guy that put too much weight,
too many bruises,
on my too young shoulders.
I kept crying out for help,
Kept screaming your name,
and it wasn’t my fault that you never came,
but that’s where I put all the blame.
So when I hear the breaks squeal,
and see the car speeding up,
I feel a new pain inside,
like I’m a newly emptied cup.
And as I see the wheels spin,
my world goes black,
and my mind sends me to a place,
a memory,
going way back,
to a time when your love me didn’t lack.
And you start to cry,
and as I hold your head and watch you die,
I hear all the truth being unspun from your lies,
and I can’t help but apologize,
though there’s really nothing I’m sorry for.
I see my reflection in your cold, dead eyes,
and that’s when I realize,
I suppose I got what I wished for;
I’m not gonna see him again,
not anymore.
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