I Thought My Father Was God

I was only eight at the time
So young to hear such news
That mother had just died
From drinking too much booze

My dad was the man who
Kept me together through the years
The man who made me laugh so hard
I would cry so many tears

The man who's eyes shined bright
Through even the darkest days
The man who made me feel loved
In so many little ways

Two years on, we had moved
To a little home in...well no where
I went rarely went to school
Just stayed at home in my "lair"

It seemed that depression
Had finally caught up with me
I rarely left the house
Just watched day-time tv

My dad he would try
To make go out and play
No matter what he offered
I would rather stay

One day, like no other
I was alseep in my room
My duvet wrapped tight around me
Morning was coming soon

Suddenly I heard a crash
Our cat...or maybe not?
I sat ridgid in my bed
Sweating...getting hot

I saw my door handle turn
My eyes they buldged wide
When it just my dad
To my relief and suprise

He mouthed "stay there son"
And shut the door
I heard his footsteps go down the stairs
And waiting for hours or more

From here on now my reader
My memory goes rather blank
All I remember is finding my dad
laying in blood on his back

The killers, they got away
Scot free - were never found
And now I had lost my father
My life was turned upside down

I wished I had spent more time
With both my Mum and Dad
But to have them both taken from me
Makes me so bloody mad

They were taken from me
And now I make an oath
To cherish everyone and everything
Mum and Dad, I will never forget you both.