Where are you.

im getting used to the fact that youll never return...you know the situation you know the facts come and save us although i know that you won't you know my name you know my face you know me but you don't know me. Took the chances youd of blown on everything and anything. Im fine with out you but crying when ur not here. Your face hounts me in my dreams. Laughing at my pain dad is not a title you deserve its just a word for what ur not. These things i do to heal the pain the a pain of a missing person. The lkies the blood and the cuts they only mask what id like to do. Ive been happy all my life but now that im older the pain and the sadness comes back to haunt me. You know that im here just come and say hi once i get the closure i can die without a sound.


Hunting down every clue every piece of evidence that i can find...