Praying for a Tragedy

I miss you so much

Staring down the street as I walk up them

Knowing what your doing

Thinking about your face

When I know I should be moving on

But my heart won't stop this beating

Its strangling my insides

The panic's written on my face

It's painted across the walls

Screaming in the wind

The night is calling

Asking for it's victim

Wondering who's acting weak tonight

My feet keep moving

The path leading from my home

I'm picking up the little one

The light of hope at the end of the tunnel

The one who means the most

I can see it in my head

The dark holds to many secrets

Home hours ago

I look like a wreck

My hair is falling out

The water soaks my feet

Running towards the house

My mind has taken off

Playing it all out in my mind

I can't seem to make it stop

I can hear the rain starting

The hushed pushing of my breath

Pounding inside my heart

Would I only have to show up

Would she open the door

Would they leave me outside

Would I be asked to leave

Would I have to beg for help

If my sunshine went missing

Running his way home

He went missing

Inside I didn't know

The hands grabbing him

Pictures painted scare me

Im only half way there

When in my head I can see it

They would open the door

Only after I cried out for her

She would hold me and tell me to leave

I could beg for help

Look at them all like they cant see

Like the way my face is fixed

As if tears havent streaked across

Breaking into a rush

I need to know

Every minute more happens

Any second more is pain

I have to know what will I do

Then he hears my voice

It breaks for him asking for his help

Broken and begging I need him

I need someone to hold me

He only walks out of the room

While the others help me out

He stays back

Watching the rain that way he does

Rasping on the wood

Brought out of everything I've seen

There's my sunshine

I can breath again, i've been released

Looking at him I can say the words

"Time to go home,"

I have my sunshine

Walking home across the street

I stare down the road

the thought that passes me

I wish I could have an excuse

I run and be with him

Somehow I turn and open my door

I was praying for a tragedy