Notes About The Poem

This poem was written from the perspective of grief as it first takes hold--when loss feels unreal and the mind searches for comfort in familiar routines and childhood memories. It reflects the confusion, denial and longing that follow the absence of a parent, and the quiet hope that love might somehow soften the finality of goodbye.

 

WITHOUT DAD

The days are dark, and things are scary now.
I need someone to tell me it's okay, but you're not around.

These feelings are strange, and they're freaking me out.
If this is a trick, now's a good time to come out.

Don't tell me this is real.
Don't say that it's so.
You said you'd never leave me;
I don't want you to go.

Tell me a story-the one where you stay.
Can you tell it and make it last all day?
Repeat it again and again and again, please-just please—
I don't want it to end.

Can you check under my bed for monsters once more, and nurture my "owie" when I fall on the floor?
Lecture and yell as loud as you can— today I'd listen;
I'll be your biggest fan.

Dad, come out wherever you are.
I can't see you,
but I know you're not far.
I need a hug and a laugh to share.
Please come out— this game isn't fair.

I'm looking and searching, high and low.
I don't want to believe it;
I won't let you go.

Dad, come out-
can we play another game?
A life without you can never be the same.

There's a void in my chest, in my head, and in life.
Tell me you're playing—end all this strife.

Dad, come back.
I don't want you gone.
Just stay a bit longer, until the end of the song.

I'll play it again, again and again,
until my ears start to bleed or time starts to bend.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2026

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Ramel Avatar
January 21, 2026 at 5:20 PM
Hi Jordon...welcome to Poetry Soup....I lost my dad in 1999. I miss him dearly......I like the line..."If this is a trick, now's a good time to come out."
Peralta Avatar
January 21, 2026 at 7:12 PM
Thank you so much for the warm welcome and for sharing that personal connection. I am deeply sorry for your loss; I can tell that your father's memory stays very close to your heart. I'm touched that that specific line resonated with you. Sending you much peace and well wishes.
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