There is a pain that dwells within me;
Deep and often hid away.
There it waits till the moment when
I can no longer keep it there.
My heart’s still broken, my tears are real.
I miss you Papa, How I miss you still.
It’s been a year, but it feels like days
Since the day you so quickly fled
You know I loved you, no regrets
But the pain just doesn’t fade.
Some days when it stays deep and dim
Yet others as bad as right away
But always there, beneath my soul
Just waiting to take breath.
I’m sure there it’ll stay till morning comes
When I again get to see your face.
March 16, 2005