Tomorrow this will stop
Tomorrow I might drop
The thoughts racing through my mind
Going back to previous times
15 years since your body was found
15 years since you last made a sound
It would have been your birthday today
What more can I really say?
Why does it never feel better
Perhaps the simple fact I can’t send you a letter
I love to write
And wrap the words up tight
Wax seal the deal
And let it take flight
I cannot write to you though
Your face no longer a glow
The words would be lost
In a universe sized trough
The highs and the lows
The negative blows
Keep me on my feet
I wish I could weep
I would cry for you dad
If I thought you were sad
But those feelings have passed
I now think you’re having a laugh
This year I made progress
I walked your final step
I felt you there and you were laughing
That was so healing can you feel my heart beating?
There’s more to it though
More traumas below
It wasn’t just you
Who gave me this mental flu
No matter how many things
All in this little sing
That have slowed me down
And made me frown
Tomorrow this time stops
Tomorrow I catch my drop
Happy birthday dad
Now i’ll go and get less sad.