
Daddy, take my hand, tell me it will be okay
Facing true love's pain for the very first time
And don't know what to do, take my hand
You aren't here to hold me as I fall apart
Cannot wipe away the never ceasing tears
I need you now, maybe more than ever
Your calm voice to guide me in this storm
A reassuring hold of my hand to settle me
Wrapping me in your arms until all feels right
I miss you so much, more so every day
But perhaps no more than on these darker days
Days filled with soundless screams of anguish
Hours spent curled on bed weeping and shaking
I need you to tell me it will be alright
I need you to wipe away my tears
I need you to be my strength in this time
I need you, my daddy ... I need you now
To take my hand ...
About the Creator
Savannah K. Wilson
She/Her | Australian 🏳️⚧️ Author
Queer and all class with a touch of sass! (or maybe the reverse!)
short stories, poetry, life experience



Comments (3)
This definitely hit the heartbreak today. Beautiful work.
This is so sad and sweet.
So heart wrenching, Savannah. We all want to feel the touch of that person one last time.