MY Last Goodbye
All the night i cried in my sleep,
counting the times I've lied,
that that bruise, you left on my cheek,
was just an allergy to rye,
this is my last reply.
And All the times i tried to please,
to be good,
to make you proud.
You just beat me, instead into the ground.
And yet i still came back and tried.
This is my last reply
to think i used to call you dad.
when i cried, instead i should have been mad.
this is my last reply.
And as the years have come and gone,
the time came when i could stand my ground,
raise my fist, and fight you back,
oh, man you hated that.
this is my last reply.
you hate that now i am more educated, and accomplished than you,
that I've found love,
am a better parent than you.
this is my last reply.
and yet, you absence, it lingers.
now i wonder why.
that all the pain, and suffering you put me threw.
now that your gone i still miss you.
dammit i want to know why.
this is my last reply.
you hurt me so bad,
ruined my self image.
made me hate and starve myself.
i demand to know why.
this is my last reply.
you say i am not your daughter,
well that is mighty fine.
you say my husband is nothing.
that is a lie,
he is a better man than you will ever be,
and already more successful than you.
this is my last reply.
you've miss out on something special,
something you will never be able to replace....
this is my final goodbye.
RIP Chris
You're dead to me.
