Hes Gone.

Left before i came, a sip took my fathers name.

In the womb i lay and felt no pain,

The pain is here now!

I wonder what was he like, or was he even that one personaltiy type.

Ill never know til its my time to go.

one drink ,two drinks, maybe four, was it worth the buzz which killed the family you tore .

My twin brothers and sister lay too by you hands and your knees.

How did you feel, a heart so empty

Fifteen years you sat and now your free

almost as free as me except there one,two,three,four things missing off my tree.