You left.

You practically left me to die.

I tore myself up in the inside.

I thought each day to myself

why?

My heart felt like it jumped off a cliff.

And died a painful death.

My world had been destroyed.

2012 had hit like hurricane Katrina in

the south side.

My world had been pummeled

beaten to the core.

And you just sat there in your cell

waiting to come home.

And finally you did.

You didn’t stay long.

Not even enough for me to sing my song.

Obviously meth was more important.

More important than me.

I sat there and cried

while you got high.

I watched you fall

Down

Down

Down you went.

Then you started climbing back up again.

You’re trying to enter my life again.

But I don’t know if I’ll let you back in.

You had your life on track

But then you met that filthy sack.

She was worthless I say!

No job, no career, not even a penny

to her name.

The only good thing she had

was my half brother.

And even he deserves a better mother.

Dad every time I let you back in,

You kill my heart again.

I don’t know if I can trust you,

can I?

Or will you rip my heart out again?

My heart can’t break

Because it wasn’t even whole to start with.

No matter what I do,

I cant manage to say.

“Dad there are two ways.”

The right way, my way,

Or the way of death.

Horrible sins, and gangs that attack.

Which way will you go in the end?