In the quiet moments, I think of you,
A father once strong, with a heart so true.
But a shadow crept in, took hold of your hand,
And led you away to a distant land.
The bottle became your closest friend,
A bond we watched, but couldn't mend.
We lost you somewhere in the haze,
As you wandered through those endless days.
But Dad, I miss the man you were,
The one who held me, safe and sure.
I forgive the choices that you made,
The battles fought, the price you paid.
I hope these words can reach your heart,
And light a fire, a brand-new start.
May you see life with clearer eyes,
And cast away those old disguise.
Let's build a bridge, you and me,
To cross the past, and set us free.
For in my heart, you still belong,
My love for you remains so strong.
So here I stand, with open arms,
Hoping to heal, to mend the harms.
Let's find our way, let’s make it right,
And walk together, into the light.
This one is hard for me to write, but after all this is my escape.