You’re not dead, but You’re dead to me.

That night I layed in bed.

The anger and sorrow rushed to my head.

February 24th, 2023, my whole life was changed.

Everything in my life rearranged.

All it took was one mistake, one car ride, and one man.

But it was only a part of the game plan. Right?

I finally had a father in my life.

Up until that one, selfish, night.

My confidence is no longer very bright.

All because of a man who didn't do right.

He’s not dead, but in my mind he is.

Every part of that man died on February 24th, 2023.

He tried to flee, but that’s not how the Lord wanted him to be.

Behind those bars, he will continue to be.

All because he decided to remain care free.

A father, something he couldn't be.

At least not to me.

These past few years i have grown,

Into Someone you will never know.

A light on me has been shone

I am ready to forgive, I will never forget.

The pain you made me feel, do you ever regret?

We haven't spoken, ever since that promise you broke.

That promise to stay, 

Something you broke right away.

“Never forget me” were the last words i heard from your mouth

I tried to forget, but it all went south.

All I want is to hear your voice again, but you never call anymore.

Does it feel like a chore?

Am I a bore?

You’re not dead.

You’re not even dead to me.

I want to keep you alive.

You are a part of me.

I wish you were free.

I wish you were the dad I need you to be.