There are days I think I'm strong, Then, moments when I feel all wrong. I wander places, lost and torn, Where I feel alone, though I’m not worn. You gave me all the very best, Yet still, I ache in this unrest. I never thought the pain would grow, The emptiness, the endless woe. I miss you more than words can say, Not having you is my price to pay. I long for guidance, your loving hand, But I face this world without your stand. Life’s a path we each must tread, Yet I still long for the words you said. When I crave the comfort only you gave, And feel so lost, like I'm not brave. A decade’s passed, yet you’re still gone, I try to heal but can't move on. Dear Father, without your guiding light, I'm lost in shadows, void of flight. They speak of you, your noble grace, But no one truly takes your place. Their words hold pride yet feel so hollow, For in their hearts, where do you follow? "I loathe the tales they choose to weave, The hollow words that still deceive. You we...