That Day

The world stopped

The day you died.

My heart got lost in my love.

I am alone. 

The phone doesn't ring.

I keep looking for it to read "Dad".

I want to hear your voice just one last time.

But instead I'm filled with silence and emptiness. 

A hollow feeling of despair.

Who am I if I'm not my father's daughter?

How do I continue without your fatherly advice?

Without your love?

Nothing feels the same.

Blackness fills the air over

Every birth

Every marriage

Every celebration.

I grab hold of the memories.

Of the laughter and of hope. 

Dad without you I am not whole

I feel deeply wounded, weak

And everything goes black, numb 

Without you by my side.

Help me poppy.