He Was Never To Blame

by ROSIE x3   Apr 16, 2007


Hello God, it's me again tonight
Daddy came home drunk and hit me with all his might.
My neck has some bruises, and my lips a little fat,
I don't blame Daddy, but the alcohol for that.

Mommy rushed into the room, told me to go upstairs
I heard screaming and yelling, and throwing around of chairs.
Daddy told Mommy he was with a woman but only had a chat
I don't blame Daddy, but the alcohol for that.

If I close my eyes and block my ears will you make it go away?
Mommy is on the floor, Daddy asks if she's okay.
She tells him that she hates him, that he's a piece of crap,
I don't blame Daddy but the alcohol for that.

Mommy comes to check on me, to see if I'm okay
She tells me that we are going somewhere that Daddy is going to stay.
So I kiss Daddy on the head, leave him my favorite hat
I don't blame Daddy but the alcohol for that.

As we drive down the road headlights flash in the rearview mirror
Mommy tells me to tighten my seatbelt and to have no fear.
Daddy hits the back bumper, laying me and Mommy out flat
I don't blame Daddy but the alcohol for that.

I always watch over him, I know he misses me a lot
He sits and erases my image taking it shot by shot.
Alcohol makes Daddy appear as a different man,
He's pulling away from reality with a beer bottle in his hand.

Daddy sits alone in our house thinking about his life,
How he is to blame for the death of his child, and his wife.
Daddy is dead with one bullet, they find him on the hallway mat
I don't blame Daddy but the alcohol for that.

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