another lost soul

By: Charise Cating

 

a child with no worries—

she ran freely and smiled wholeheartedly.

 

“hi, dad”

“bye, dad”

“see you later, dad”

careless, happy, and free.

 

a few years older, yet still a child—

she perfected hiding her sadness.

 

“chemotherapy” 

“no guarantee”

“colon cancer”

confused, hurt, and fearful.

 

a teenager, practically an actress now—

she buried all the horror.

 

“time of death”

“eulogy”

“say goodbye”

crushed, heartbroken, and faithless.

 

a decade and a half later

the pain remains fresh

 

a daughter without a father

will always wonder 

 

“am i ever to see my dad again?”