Gone
Dad, where has the time gone?
I thought I was still your kid
Sad to say this boat is about to sink
Take a step back give me time to think
Photos disappear as time flies
My heart skips a beat when I see your face
Tears drop when I realise how it all ends
Your kiss fades on my forehead
The calendar flips away
Will this night ever end?
Dad, where have you gone?
Where are you now?
My fears stop in their tracks
My dreams never knew such luck
Kaleidoscope of black
I throw life in the air
I get this feeling of being sick
I get this overwhelming tiredness
Suddenly I drop down dead
and rise as the ghost of a useless kid
Dad, where have you gone?
The home is crying itself asleep
The foundation creeks
as the wooden floor heaves
The wind blowing outside
trying to blow this home apart
Shaking it from side to side
pushing it one inch at a time
My fears stop in their tracks
My dreams never knew such luck
Kaleidoscope of black
I throw life in the air
See the life you try to end
The home you try to puff down
The kid you try to raise
The life you try to maintain
The soul you try to save
The friends you try to convince
The lies you try to conceal
The calendar flips away
Will this night ever end?
Dad, where have you gone?
Where are you now?
Through all my soul had gone
gone through life unattended
Grown fond of any attention
taken as much love as any can
My heart pumps slowly in this heavy chest
but now and then it gives a false skip
The connections seem so very thin
oh, I don’t know no more
I get this feeling of being sick
I get an overwhelming tiredness
Suddenly I drop down dead
and rise as the ghost of a useless kid
I’m out of time
I’m out of mind
My heart can’t take no more
My soul can’t handle it all
I lose grip of all things I hold tight
My heart, my mind, my soul
I finally lost my only fight
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Kommentaar
Vanwaar is u? Wat 'n treffende gedig!
As dit my seun was wat hierdie noodkreet geuiter het, sou dit my vaderhart aan flarde geruk het. Selfs as buitestander laat hierdie gedig my opnuut my verantwoordelikheid besef teenoor hulle vir wie ek verantwoordelik is. Om liefde te gee kos niks maar opregte liefde is kosbaar vir die wat daarsonder moet klaarkom.
Ek stem volkome saam. Dis waarom dit my so diep getref het!