my bab*e$ were stripped from these fingers who from the person who was mishandling my heart now it feels like a million hours done past i know i cant stop time thats why im living in the past living with out my children has me stuck in this dormit time where i had them in my arms so i keep throwing the blame everywhere but just then i remembered i was once right there now im left alone to wonder these streets that hasn't had a heart since some guy under the bridge downtown ran away with it and replaced it with this glare of the moon i close my eyes and picture that very memorial day parade afternoon ice cream everybody say ice scream now it just fragments of time inprinted in my deteriating soul filled with sorrow praying i see you today or tommorow now its been the dredded 300th hour since ive seen you my children ju ju abeleen day day and lilah couldnt scream any louder in my prayers so i wrote this note that maybe in your loving ears you might hear. your daddy loves you since way out here even if i am on the other side of this atmosphere but in days like this i just pick up this strap and stare at the bottom of tge barrel till i see the reflection of tge light on the bullet but forgot to pull it but if i pulled it my butt would be forgotten wish time wasnt so unforgiving and rotten