"Richard B. Riddick"
By Jack B. Riddick
You might be a murderer and a killer
But to me you will always be a thriller
You took me in
You held me in your arms as I if I was your daughter
For my gratitude I did your slaughter
You loved me
Because of you I'm alive
Without you I will not survive
You cared for me
Now you're dead
And I'm full of dread
You brought me with you
I miss you
I love you.
Please come back to me
Before I go on a killing spree
I miss your large hands
Living without you on these desert sands
Crying alone
You would stand sturdy as a stone
Tears falling to the ground
There is no sound
If only I could hear your voice once more
I could bear this horror
Wait for me
Cause you're the only one on my family tree.