Only published on Wattpad. This was written about three months after my father commited suicide. I was struggling to understand and process my emotions and this poem, if you can call it that, poured out of me one of the nights when I couldn't sleep. It has been just over four months as at the time of posting this and I still struggle with my emotions. We were not particularly close but he was still my father and I still do not understand why. But I no longer need an answer. Please do not leave any horrible comments as I am sensitive about this. The words are my own feelings so please do not judge them. ©2022 Eloise Benjamin / greenwitchwrites. All rights reserved. No part of this poem may be reproduced, distributed, or transmitted in any form or by any means, including photocopying, recording, or other electronic or mechanical methods, without written permission from the author. This body of work is available exclusively on Wattpad. If you're viewing it on a different website or under a different username, it has been illegally stolen and you may be at risk of malware. Please head over to Wattpad and let me, the original author, know if you come across this situation by finding me @greenwitchwrites.All Rights Reserved
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