DADDY...STILL NOT HERE

The voices echoed in her head
There is a pounding sensation in her stomach
Her heart is failing her for fear
She is at the brink of making the worst mistake of her life
She knocks at the door...
“Is anyone at home?”
No one is there to listen to her cry
She sits...ponders...wonders if,
She has made the right choice
As hard as it may seem
It needs to be done
She overcomes her fear
Still does not make it right
Daddy...he’s not here
So she enters the room
Filled with white sheets and comfortable pillows
“This is going to sting!”
She’s out cold!
Digging and scraping never seemed harder
The work, the task makes her weak
She, within her sleep, hears a scream
Almost as if to awaken her
The pain is still there
She is confused...daddy still not here
Holding pillow: she stares at the ceiling
“He loved me? Did he?”
It’s over!
No more
All she has to do now is live with
Pretend it never happened
Go about smiling
Daddy gone forever...still not here!


Copyright 2008 by Carol-Anne Stephens