There seems to always be a tear in my eye, when you're not here.
For when you're away ther is always the possibility of no return.
You put your life at risk, for who?
For those who could careless and waste their freedom on drugs?
The country you fight for, is not worth it anymore.
I wish for you to be here, and help take care of our family.
WE need you!!! The little ones ask:
"When is daddy coming home?"
They think you're at work, so I tell them to be patient.
Just a little while longer.
They're to the age to realize you may never be back.
Laying in my Bed at night, I ask why.
Why does god prolong your return?
Why I must lie to my children,
Not knowing if you're dead or alive.
Our letters seem to be the only thing Keeping my hope a live.
For the day, They Stop coming, will be the day my world crashes.
I heard there was an accident.
State Marshalls pulled up,with a envelope in there hands.
My knees buckled.
They said they found your lifeless body, in a pile of sand.
Now, you're never coming home.
Our children rage. Wanting to know why.
All because you felt the need to fight for a country.
A country based on Lies.
I tell them our stories.
And how much you loved them,
How much you Never meant to leave them.
For weeks we shared the same tears.
Constantly carrying them in our eyes.
Every plane, every loud noise,
I start to cry. If it were not for our children,
I would surely Die.