Stranger Danger, danger stranger, momma always told me beware of strangers
I bet she never thought her husband would strangle her!
The last memory I had of you, was when I was two
Bending over and tying knots inside my shoe,
What to do?
Your not here, almost like you disappeared into thin air.
Am I seeing clear?
But then I see you every time I look into my reflection,
Causing a bigger whole in my soul, and darker state of depression.
Stranger danger, danger stranger, these next words expose my anger
You want to hear my confession?
How do you think it feels to find out your not someone’s love, but only their hobby? Something to do when there’s nothing to do, and he only see nothing but U
Or think of this, how does it feel to be somebody’s toilet paper? Only used when a specific need is received, so he comes home to receive, next minute just leave
Check this one out: Imagine growing up looking like the face you hated? A picture you wish was never painted; a skin complexion you wish was bleached or tainted.
How about, watching the hands that held you all your life, that told you that would never leave you or forsake you, walk out the front door and never return home
Because of you I wrestle with trust, lust, deceit, control, commitment, and forgiveness
Before you left my life was whole, not my life’s a whole, engraved in your image,
You put this child into the world, then you put him into the clouds, treated him as a figment of your imagination, and then you sent him to the ground!
Left me emotionally paralyzed, feed me a pair of lies, another child with hate in is an eye!
Don’t get it twisted this is not a boring, sappy, corny, same ole I Hate my Dad letter, it’s a I found a DAD better!
A dad who wipes the tears from my eyes, holds me when I cry, replenishes my mouth when I’m dry, springs up a well in my life when I’m dry.
This is a dad whose love is infinite, whose strength knows no limits, whose knowledge is omniscient, and his main lecture is repent and be forgiven
I’m alive, because he gave me life.
Not like an immaculate conception, like Jesus My Christ from his mother’s womb. More like reborn like Jesus rising from his tomb. The bride marrying the groom, touring the heaven bound to return soon
Before I was mind, body and soul, now I belong to him, because my mind body and spirit was sold!
I can finally let go of all the hurt pain and affliction, unforgiving is the tradition, but a follow a new plan on different terms and conditions!
I don’t really know you but I love you. This feeling is new to me like the growing of a muscle!
Stranger danger, danger stranger, I don’t know what’s stranger? Living life without loving or loving life without living
Robert Power Jr. I love you and you are forgiven!