Never come back

Mom and Dad came home that night,

all smiles as they turned off the light.

Their love shined bright,

illuminating the halls white.

My eyes wouldn’t shut,

so I ran into Mom and Dad’s room, fearful of being caught

by monsters that lay in plot.

Turns out, the demons were not what I thought.

Where was Dad?

I thought they both had come in glad.

And when I asked Mom, she became sad.

Where was Dad?

She wouldn't tell me,

and all I could do was plea.

Tell me, tell me.

But really, I could see.

I could see that her heart was tired,

that her smiles were wired

by a love that I had admired,

but in fact, had expired.

Dad was not coming back

to this once-lively shack.

Dad had chosen this track

and now he can never come back.