Saying Goodbye is hard
Daddy “bye bye”
Mommy was smart and left when she could
Daddy was mean to her and smells like *****
I lay down in my crib and listen close
when Daddy passes out, all the pots melt
the love washed away,
Dreams of her death, nights soaked in cold sweats
God sent her a sign,
to pack the car a second time
She needed him to get better and be my good daddy
I decided that day, when I grew up
and her skin went back to that pale peach color
I would be better, and stand taller
Now I’m older and I kept my promise
I will never forget.
cause my whole world turned right side up
that day I learned to say “bye bye”