an alcoholic stupor
blocked my way
now with shadows
broken dolls
as dreams
she loves
to play
if i could
turn the clock
back
a thought
that plays
3 grand daughters
as my penance
as they sit
on my chest
bringing
back
my daughter
from far away
a tear drops
rolls down my
cheeks
from my dark
memories
i cant
get away
a fucked
father
on fucked
fathers day
