You’re a slave, you can’t live without it <br />But I know never will you admit. <br />You’re not that person that use to call me ‘my star’ <br />But that person’s in there, he’s not too far. <br />You’re not that person that use to tuck me in at night. <br />I know mommy’s gone but it not just your fight. <br />You’re not the only one missing her; I have to live through it too, <br />But I am still young, and I am lost, I don’t know what to do. <br />I have to get up every morning, and hassle against the truth, <br />But should I be fighting this war, on my own, in my youth? <br />I had to choose my weapons to for this battle <br />I use prayer, I use truth; you turned to that horrible bottle. <br />As if death didn’t tear this family enough apart <br />You had to take that spear and drive in deeper into my heart <br />Please let it go daddy, before it kills my heart too…. <br />I don’t know who you are now, not my father, but my daddy, I love you.<br /><br />Kate Rob<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/daddy-daddy-death/
