(A Letter Written To) Your Sunshine

In a concealed envelope,
The head says its addressed to whom it might concern,
A paragraph describing the mess you vacated on winter vacation
A loveless marriage and family of four,
The words forever for us, a former of the life we once led

If you believed in us so much,
Then why was it so easy to pull the trigger?
To pull the trigger?
Relentlessly she said “on and on (I’m moving)”
Well back here in the glove my hands are still cold from the day you left them
And if you believed in us so much,
Then how did you just pack up and walk away?

And as the footer read
“To the moon and back”
A tragic crash on impact,
And back home we are still picking up the pieces from the tragic accident that occurred the day I fell in love with you

These trap walls have been closing in and the shadows in mirror keep telling me I can never look back

How the sun you knew no longer dances with tangerines,
And as the frost hit our doorsteps,
In love you became with your vacancy signs

So many times I ripped up your final notes,
But I felt tempted to pick up your broken pieces

So find the address on the front because I know you forgot how to come back home,
Right back where the love is.

For Ever

I’m in your blood, your heart, your soul
I’m in your bones, your eyes, your smile
But I’m not there,
And I apologize for the years you’ll hardly know me,
But you’re my little girl
And I apologize for the tears I will never see

One day you’ll know I always cared,
That I’m in your veins, and you in mine,
That I’m in your words, and yours in mine,
We fought the good fight,
And someday I’ll be there right,

Right there beside you, lays a woman,
A mother who, with every choice she had to make,
Her only choice was to have you,
So blessed are we all
For Ever, Daddy loves you

Back To Square One

We are all criminals,
Stealing people from broken homes,
Praying that they, have nothing better to do then wait on us,

The time I’ve waited to tell them,
How you stole her from me,
I’m sorry lover, she stole my water,
I’m sorry daughter, she stole my motor
Is this how we operate,
Like broken machines,
We’ve become hopeless feins

So now, I’m back to square one,
I’ve lost what I never had,
A daughter not knowing her dad,
Forcing me to say:

You will know me,
I will hold you,
Daddy loves you,
I will be true

So is this how we operate?
Like broken machines that cannot read,
Emotions of humans,
Is this how we operate?
Like dice we’ll determine chances and victories from broken homes

So now I’m back to square one,
A victory has just begun
I’ve got nothing left to lose.