Thursday, January 7, 2010

tributosaurus: hey dad

these days are going to keep moving
and they’re going to keep caring about things that don't matter
and eventually someone will figure it out
dissect all of these thoughts until they find me
ah, but I’m not in there, you know this by now
I’m nowhere to be found, that’s the answer
you can’t bring me back from anywhere that I'm not
take my things or I'll give them to you
consider me a flight risk but I’ve been flying for years
no one can see what I see
did you forget that I think about him every day?
you said you would give your life for me
and it upset you that you could do so just once
but you’ve been dead a while now
was I supposed to appreciate this?
I think I’d rather feel your arms around me now
than pick my brain trying to remember the sound of your voice
I promise to think about you always and with love
you wrote me a poem once so here’s something for you
I know you’d be proud of most of my life but there’s no comfort there
please let your soul be alive and rest itself in mine
I’m okay if you just visit from time to time
my heart is still strong for staying alive
and if I live for decades to come, I’ll be sure to tell your story to the ones I love
and to the ones who would have loved you
this will never do you justice, but you know I’ll do my best
I’ll do my best to love and be loved because of you
because you couldn't and I know you wanted to
all for you, I’ll do my best

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