Goodbye/Hello

I can't feel if you were dead,
Distorted thoughts to cloud my head
I couldn't cry and bow my head
I felt nothing but numbness instead,
She can't sort out the deep wounded little girl
Who feels like she's trapped in this small and evil world
A world of hate, crime, despair and death
But all I have seem to have lost is your physical being
My Father, friend, everything to me
I now know why I can't feel your spirit and respect your passing
These are the fears that my torn heart's grasping
I must realize that your still here
So I must pick up my head and smile
Cry on days I need to fret
Respect your death with no regret
Basically I have never said Good Bye my sweet Father,
Not really Goodbye but hello love, union of Spirit!