It\'s been 10 years since you left.
I can\'t count the times that I\'ve broke down and I\'ve wept.
Numerous times I\'ve heard your mother cry herself to sleep.
Times I\'ve sat and watched as your sister and nieces weeped.
Your children grew up without a father. Memories of the greatest and the present of emptiness.
Living life vividly through stories of your life, The ones before we were even alive.
Anger watching families walk down the street because of the jealousy eating away at us that we can\'t erase.
I say we but you see, my sister and I aren\'t as close anymore. And my brothers, well your wife refuses to let us see them. So you see daddy we\'re in living hell.
Wanting our family near but not too close in case they choose to go,because we can\'t face the thought of that pain you caused. Once was enough, twice it\'ll be our lives.
Speaking of lives, want to know how many times I\'ve tried to end mine? I used to think if you chose to go you could come back for sure. You never returned home. Daddy you didn\'t even ring my phone.
Im 22 now and my heart is just the breaking 12 year olds remains. I can\'t comprehend what was so bad that you\'d leave me. Im full of hatred, confusion and regret. Daddy are you proud yet?
It\'s been 10 years since you left.
I can\'t count the times I\'ve broke and wept.
Your children grew up without a father. Memories of the greatest and the present of emptiness.
Living life vividly through stories of your life, The ones before we were even alive.