In Daddy’s eyes

In Daddy’s eyes,

I could see the pain,

he worked so hard,

with nothing to gain.

He knew Mom was slipping through.

away from his life

because of the strife.

They would always fight.

When he tried to fix it,

it was too late.

Mom was no longer his

to call his own.

I was 13,

with my own dreams.

Of finding a love of my own,

But then I felt,

this dream was only a dream.

If they couldn’t make it,

then how could I?

I wish I could heal,

the pain in Daddy’s eyes.