September 24th marked the anniversary of my Dad’s death…and the Real World/Road Rules Challenge is about to come on…and it would be so easy to copy and paste a poem/letter I wrote for my Dad when I was a tormented teen in high school. Thing is it’s sad…and I’m actually not in the mood to feel sad (or to make YOU sad) right now.
BUT.
Easy post wins out over sad.
Let this be your warning that if you’re dealing with or are super sensitive about anything regarding death or specifically the death of a parent then do yourself a favor and link over to another participant!!!
Dad,
Why did you pass away as soon as you did?
Do you realize how much I missed you as a kid?
The fun times we had are now memories of the past.
I loved you so much, and you went so fast.
I will never understand why you had to go.
Maybe I wasn’t meant to know.
You were the light of my life, you played a big part,
And no one can replace that piece torn from my heart.
As much as I wish you had not gone,
I know I should bury the past and simply move on.
But it is so hard to forget and keep going
When my love for you is endlessly growing.
I honestly want to leave it all behind,
The hurt and the pain that haunts my mind.
But their is absolutely nothing I can do.
I can’t let myself forget you.
My sweet sixteenth has come and gone
And without you there it felt so wrong.
But I missed tradition, I never got the kiss.
I never got the hug, and there’s so much more I missed.
There’s more to come that will be spent without you,
If there’s anything I hate it’s admitting that’s true.
I’m dying to call for you but the name makes me sad.
Oh! The feeling of a response when I call for Dad!
It just doesn’t seem fair that you had to get sick.
Why did we get stuck with the short end of the stick?
Sometimes I get jealous and I know it’s not right,
But so many have Dads that avoided the light.
I am so completely overwhelmed with pain,
And though the fingers are here to point there’s no one here to blame.
So here I am left alone and confused.
I remember the days when I had nothing to lose.
The shock has long passed, my only question is,
Was I supposed to learn from this?
I am confused, sad, frustrated, and angry.
Why did God take you? How could you leave me?
I want answers to things only you would know.
I need your help, your comfort, where did you go?
Will this pass? Can I be happy?
I cry for you. Do you cry for me?
Does the pain stop? Is it endless?
It’s killing me. Did it kill you?
Will you hold my hand? Will you stay with me?
I need you. Do you need me?
Can I be with you? Can we laugh?
I love you. Do you love me?
Can I see you? Can we talk?
I miss you. Do you miss me?
