If God granted my wish,
then this is where we would be.
You, dead and sitting in front of me.
Me, alive and broken in my chair.
We had so much time to do this before.
Time just went by so fast, I promise.
I'd live it all over again to make things right.
The drugs would have never been inside me.
I wouldn't have wished to die so many times.
You were ready, but we were not.
We are dying now, while you are living in another world.
I'd hold your hand and given you the honesty
I lacked so long ago.
My screams should have been love,
my hate should have been hugs.
All this being poured out of my decaying heart,
I am ready.
You were my father and I was your daughter.
And I loved you dearly as if you were mine.
God forgave me and I hope you did too.
I am ready.