Headed for the Door!
I'm headed for the door Bags packed for a trip Not sure if it is the last or not To see my kids; One last time The hardest thing I've ever done Beith with them Just to be gone; Leaving them was Pure heartbreak Watching them cry Have to leave and take; That moment with me All the way to Iraq I had to see; Only sleepless nights Only thinking of them For most my moments I was empty from within; A part of me I'm not going to lie Felt so empty without them I wanted to die; I figured why go back home and fight When their fathers Got custody without me insight; Working together lying in eachothers case Just so I can return with nothing to face; The times I would call On the nights I had Both dads made it impossible It made them just sad; They didn't car what the kids were going through They just cared what hell they can put me into; Not one person Can understand What I've been through Dealing with the men and the sand; I tried many things To stay occupied I figured it wo