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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.



“no guarantee”

“colon cancer”

confused, hurt, and fearful.


a teenager, practically an actress now—

she buried all the horror.


“time of death”


“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?”