Letter To My Children

Maybe if I write a letter to the son I killed
Maybe if I wrote to my dead daughter 
My soul would finally heal
Maybe me and your mother would get back
Together instead of being just 
A beak and feathers
Two dead doves
We spoke all the time of love

But with all this love
We lack the courage 
To say that our luck’s up
Cause we "messed" up
And we need help
Instead we dealt with it wrong
Now I have to write a song to my lost boy

Now I have to lose out on life’s joy
Cause I was young and stupid
And I killed my kid
Faced with so much guilt
Over the blood that I let get spilt

But GOD works in mysterious ways
So if I have to spend days
Emotionally broken over this
Its fine cause she’s been through
All the physical pain
So now as this rain
Falls its beginning to pour

So if I had to write this letter
It’d start “Hey Daddy’s Girl”
Or “My Son”
Or maybe “Dear Little One”
You were never here but you’re still gone
But Daddy still loves you
And he’s sorry he took away all your firsts
Sorry that he’d never be able to protect you from closet ghosts

Daddy’s writing you this letter
I hope GOD lets you read it.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2006

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