What happened
to the happy go lucky person
I used to call Daddy?
Where did he go?
…
You are not you anymore.
The smile on your
face has vanished
like the Sun in the night sky.
I don't know where I can find him anymore.
But I need him back.
I want to hear that laugh again
before it is too late.
Before you completely abandon your
old person
and life takes over completely.
You drown yourself in bottles, and bottles
of self happiness every night.
But it hurts us too.
I can see the pain in your eyes getting
worse and worse by the minute.
Reality has a tight grip on you,
and it refuses to let you win.
I feel it with you dad.
You may not know it,
but I am walking through the storm with you
every step of the way.
but don't worry,
every storm has a rainbow
at the end of it.
Come back to us dad.
We need you.
Please.