"...A lot of nice things turn bad out there,Oh baby, baby, it’s a wild world..."
Remember this particular song by Mr.Big? I've been humming it since a few days now. It's a little out of context this song, but I'm not humming it so much for what it says than to keep the thoughts at bay - thoughts that pull me down and make me want to give up. I want Papa so desperately - it's so unfair. Why did he have to leave us? I miss him so much these days - who ever said it's easier as the days go by didn't know what he was talking about. It just gets so much tougher. Been pushing myself to the limits, running myself tired just so I don't dwell on his absence. It doesn't work. A single moment alone, a single idle moment and the tears well up threatening to pour over irrespective of where I am or who I am with...
Tired.
Lonely. So lonely. Conversations don't help. Crowds I don't like.
Missing you...why won't you talk to me?
2 comments:
Get Up! Be ur dad's daughter!
A million years?! of human evolution and nobody knows the answers for ur questions.
I know its easier said, I know the pain never goes, I know um nobody to comment blunt.... but my friend, u know u have to get over it and the sooner u do it, the better for u, ur family and ur Dad. Thats when u will hear him.... when u let go of him.
Babes...
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