With each writing I do
I leave pieces of me around like clues
I speak truth and lies
Its up for the readers to read between the lines
I felt real pain in my life
2004 part of me died
cancer killed my step I mean my only dad
which brought out my inner writer
I didn't know I had
What I saw forever traumatizes my heart
Watching you bleed all over the bathroom floor
having to read what he wrote on the white board
because the cancer was in his throat
Family left when things got tough
Why’d I finally get to Dad just to watch him die
those big blue eyes were gone
those tattoos and songs gone
I barley remember your voice
Actually, not at all
I write about you all the time so I don’t forget
I never knew it’s hurt me still like the first day
Damn I miss my daddy
With this said heres another piece of me
I’ll never tell my whole pain of 2004

Because if I did, you’d be reading my obituary not my story