He's gone,
He's out of my life...

Other than his words.
"You're nothing."
"I wish I never had you."
"Why are you so stupid?"
"You're a worthless *****."
"I hate you."
"You'll never amount to anything."

But after I left...
I suddenly mean something.
"Please call me."
"I miss you."
"I love you."
"Please come home."
"I'm always here if you need me."
"I'm so proud of you."
"I need you."

Too little too late I'm afraid.
What about when you saw those fresh cuts?
You could have stopped me.
You could have saved me.
Helped me.
Instead you did one thing I never expected...
You laughed at me...

Did you notice your guns were moved?
Did you notice the bruises on my neck?
How about the bruises from you the night before?

Did you ever hear me crying?
I mean I heard you laughing at me when I couldn't get up off the floor.

Worst part of it all...
I still loved you.
I always did.
Even after each hit, every scream, every tear.

I still love you...
Do you love me?
Do you know what you did wrong?
Will you finally be my dad?

He's gone...
But so am I.
I can never be the same...

But neither can he.