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Never Came Home


She knew who to run to every night

when the fear ran stale

and the pain took flight

he was there always there

 

he put his hand beside her head

"Darlin, everything's alright"

so he said

 

9 months

and then a new life came

he held her hand through all the pain

he said he'd never leave her side

 

but then,

he found a new life dream

so he forgot the one they shared

now every single night she cries

"How do I raise this baby right?"

so she said

 

but the baby went away

and was raised in a better place

still she knew

I always just knew

 

well year one

I didn't know your name

or who you were or where you'd gone

this went on for many years

 

year 10

I started askin' things

bout who you'd been

and why all the pictures say you were there back then

 

'cause you ran with the fear

and flew with the pain

you were gone before I knew what to say

you left 13

you're still not around

I get these questions by the day

like "Where's your normal family?"

I guess I'll never really know

 

16

I guess I'm happy now

but part of me still wonders why

the most you've ever said was hi

 

now I've seen your face

and your brand new family

and just this how

how did I get left behind

 

there are many years to come

I guess you'll be here for none

but I don't really need to ask you why

 

it's 'cause you ran with the fear

and flew with the pain

you were gone before I knew what to say

you left

 

I got a family that I love

in return for the choice you made

they're my forever

 

the ones that didn't

run with the fear

or fly with the pain

they were there when I didn't know what to say

they stayed

 

while you ran with the fear

and flew with the pain

you were gone before I knew what to say

you left

 

so now my path has gone and changed

and made a soldier along the way

the gun, my mouth

the ammo, my words

 

I've fought this long without you here

and this fighting gave me voice

now all thats left to finally say

is the goodbye that you took from me

 

now I have my own words too

and in the end I was your loss too

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