8-10-15

I wake up ready for a new day, dad's visitation, time for another game to play grandma's got the paper, serious lookin on her face says breezy take the pages and it'll take yo breath away I take the papers say "drug deal gone bad!" with my daddy's name printed there it made me mad. I says these peoples news is wrong and that's the start of how my life went sad see, when I was six daddy made me a promise, I cant help it so small I thought that he'd be honest, now my daddy's gone to the bjg house, as bad as it seems my daddy still always playin with me in my dreams. he says "pansy I love you" then he calls me a snitch and when I see him popping pills he calls me little bitch, daddy called me lots of things but one thing i know I'll always remember daddy sniffin up the snow and drinking that petrol and punching up the walls. and as crazy as it might seem I still wish my daddy wasnt only in my dreams I still wish my daddy wasnt only in my dreams. here daddy came back with a baby and a wife then took off again down into the light or the dark and the baby started talking kinda sadly I said better get used to it badly was my head when daddy stopped giving support and he says im too young to play his sports but still I wonder if daddy was for real and now my memory stretched thin as an oil spill.