Gone

My life has been hard, much harder than anyone could expect at the age of 14. My dad died when I was five and here is my story.

I went to bed like no other Wednesday,
Yet I did not know what I would find when I awoke
I saw mum crying she would not say why,
And I knew you were not coming back, you were gone.

Mum said you shot yourself, I did not believe her
You would not do that to yourself, mum knew it aswell
Yet you did not leave a sign,
I never knew how you could be just gone.

I cried for months, maybe even years
I thought about you every second of every day
The thought of living without you in my life
Was nothing compared to the thought that you were gone.

I now live each and every day as if it were my last
I still miss you dearly and wish you were here,
But you have to be thankful for what you have
Cause you never know when it could just be gone.

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