Dear dad

Dear dad, Im worried about you, we all are. I cut you out, it left a scar. And you tell us "it's not that bad" But you don't look or act like my dad. Baggy arms, dark circles under each eye. Have you slept or are you too high? If I hear your name, my heart will break. Your killing yourself, how long will it take? Remember the nights we sat in the truck. Talking about your luck. Now i see you slowly dying, I knew you were lying I'm not saying i wish you weren't here... But where were you last year? Where did you go dad? But "don't worry it's not that bad" i graduated and had a kid too. But where was mom where were you? I wish the both of you luck and farewell, But I didn't deserve to be put through hell. And no I'm not angry, i just feel betrayed. Living with a reputation that you made. I will no longer dig a hole to get you out. I wont scream i wont shout. I didn't know that i was burrying myself too. Im sorry dad i can no longer save you. . - Lizzie Barnett