Saying Goodbye is hard

Daddy “bye bye”
                                          Mommy was smart and left when she could

Daddy was mean to her and smells like *****

I lay down in my crib and listen close

when Daddy passes out, all the pots melt

the love washed away,

Dreams of her death, nights soaked in cold sweats

God sent her a sign,
   to pack the car a second time

She needed him to get better and be my good daddy

I decided that day, when I grew up

and her skin went back to that pale peach color

I would be better, and stand taller

Now I’m older and I kept my promise

I will never forget.

cause my whole world turned right side up

that day I learned to say “bye bye”