He stayed,
Oh My Lord
He stayed...
We hung out at my house,
Went for a walk to get air together
My younger brothers came running to us
Dad flipped out again and went for a drive...
My instincts took over, my brothers were all I saw
As I comforted them while we walked home.
He helped me make dinner for us
He rubbed my back as I sat with my head in my hands at the table
He held me without judging as I quietly cried and pushed my hands from my face so he could see me
He was my comfort
And he stayed through the mess my father created.