Daddy

There's too much anger, stuck deep inside

My destructive notions, I can't seem to hide.

So much baggage, piled on my head,

Too much baggage, the nightmares won't end.

I wish I could murder your part of me

Burn it and watch it die.

All the memories will be no more,

No reasons left to cry.

Left with my anger to comfort me

And the visions of your death.

I'll be smiling silently to myself,

As you take your last breath.

What else would you expect

after all you've piled on me?

After all the times you knocked me down

I urged death to come quickly.

But now I've embraced a brand new way

A life filled with hate and dark need,

And as my tree of darkness grows,

Know you planted its seed.