Rain falls on the glass in the gloomy gray of today

You lie in that bed with nothing more to say

I wipe my eyes with my sleeve because I don’t know how to grieve

My heart breaks in the wake of your non-reprieve

 

The sins of my father fall on my shoulders

You left me here and now I’ve grown colder

Death claimed you for his own and my mother left me all alone

And now I’ve fallen prone to your vices

Drink, women, and self-hate only visible through blade slices

 

Your sickness wounded me and your death scarred me

I’ve lived to see the moon rise and fall through the trees over your grave

Enslaved by the light as it illuminates your final game

The shame will end but I still carry your name

 

I’ve wept, slept too long, and held your memory dear for all these years

The pictures still bring tears but I’ve faced my fears

I’ve forgotten the sound of your voice, and I’m left with no choice

Return to the dark or move forward and rejoice