
"I don't know how to face the world without you every dawn, / 'Cause everything feels wrong." T for death in family. Rest in peace, Dad.
Rated: Fiction T - English - Poetry/Hurt/Comfort - Words: 437 - Favs: 2 - Published: 04-22-12 - Status: Complete - id: 3015956
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Hey, Dad,
I wanted you to know, as I write this letter for you today,
That I don't, don't blame you for your sins 'cause I have my own tucked away
And I rise to face the day.
Hey, Dad,
The ceiling's still the same as it was when I woke up without you.
That first day, the day I lost you, Dad, I didn't know what I was supposed to do—
The others didn't, too.
It's hard to write this letter when I don't know where to send,
They say that it'll get better, but it's like it never ends,
I think I'm getting over it, and then I remember why
I'll never get to tell you that I
(Chorus)
I want you to come home, I need you here,
'Cause it's hard to hold my head up high.
Without you chasing away my fears,
I have to think about my life and why you would just die.
Hey, Dad,
Life still is hard to do when you know something important is gone,
And I, I don't know how to face the world without you every dawn,
'Cause everything feels wrong.
It's hard to write this letter when I don't know where to send,
They say that it'll get better, but it's like it never ends,
I think I'm getting over it, and then I remember why
I'll never get to tell you that I
(Chorus)
I want you to come home, I need you here,
'Cause it's hard to hold my head up high.
Without you chasing away my fears,
I have to think about my life and why you would just die.
Why did you have to die?
(musical interlude)
I think I'm getting over it, and then I remember why
I'll never get to tell you that I
(Chorus)
I want you to come home, I need you here,
'Cause it's hard to hold my head up high.
Without you chasing away my fears,
I have to think about my life and why—
I want you to come home, I need you here,
'Cause it's hard to hold my head up high.
Without you chasing away my fears,
I have to think about my life and why you would just die.
Hey, Dad,
It's getting pretty late, and I know you wouldn't let me stay up,
But you, you shouldn't worry, Dad, because for me your love was always enough.
I promise I'll be tough.
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