Bring Her Home  

Bring her home
please
she's my baby girl
I plead  
she belongs with me
this is wrong
don't you see .

Her bike lies outside
my pain it hikes
to an all time high ,
I see her pink hair brush
low can't sink , as it's way to much
bring her home please
my worlds on hold
in the cold , of freeze .


The days , the nights
I strain my pain for life ,
memories swirl
my mind , my baby girl  ,
shadows of her face
I try so hard to trace ,
devastation seems
to me , to be so lame ,
I try to call her
I'm ignored
I go insane
I'm her mother , her father
in her life of everyday ,
if this goes much further
I'll die now anyday ,
does this mean nothing to you
as you , do turn away  .

Stab me to death
and tear my soul apart
crush my chest
run me over in your car ,
for that is best
than this hole
right through my heart  ,
I'm the walking dead
in this land of oh so far .

My energy drains away ,
like a ghost in long gone days
my eyes are now in flames
her voice , my mind does play ,
I stare at all her games
they glare like razor blades
bring my J.J home
to god I do so pray ,

Her brothers and I
are so now zombified ,
we cuddle and  cry
and they , just don't know why .

For christs sake
oh why , is it I you hate
for she's only nine
it's not her choice to make .