Daddy
Pain, anguish and suffering
A disease that kills from within
Day after endless day he bears
The burden of waiting to die with
a hopelessness inside.
His suffering is over now
He is dead
GONE
I'll be the first to admit
He's much better off
In Heaven above.
My suffering begins
The pain and grief are stabbing
Me inside like a thousand knives
A feeling so dark and dismal
Wells up within me.
Will the pain ever go away?
I can't let him go.
He was too young to die
All that is left are the memories
Of what we have done
The family picnics where he sang
Songs he wrote himself
The news of his cancer diagnosis.
It is all still so clear to me.
Death has become his friend
And my enemy.
