Worried

My head hung low in worry.
As I try to figure out what your doing.
The pain inside unbearable.
Wondering if our love would somehow bring you back,
From the path your slowly traveling down.
The way my little sister looked.
Not wanting to let me go.
My heart ached with the pain.
Not knowing when I would see her again.
Watching her fade slolwy away with the car.
My worried took the place of my pain.
I don't want her to hurt.
And go through the things I have gone through with you.
I would take her in a heart beat so I know that she is safe.
The things you say when you get like this.
I can't help but worry.
It's getting the best of me now.
Everywhere I look I wonder if your watching my moves.
Somehow seeing me but I don't see you.
I worry that if you do decide to come around,
Somethings will be done.
I don't want any of that to happen.
Your having it tought now.
I want to be able to get a good nights rest.
But I can't as long as I'm worrying about you.
You messed up so bad that your turning the ones away who love you the most.
I can't help but worry if everything is ok.
How is Tricia doing?
She is the one I am most worried about.
A fragile soul that is with you our father.
A man who can't think straight right now.
I pray that she's just fine.
That you'll come around and realize.
The worry you placed upon me.