you slumped down the stairs, tears streaming down your face as you sobbed for your dad, the only other source of comfort apart from the blade. He had just got home for work with his routine of ‘hey honey I’m home’ interrupted. Interrupted by you. You ran to him and held him tight in your arms, hugging him like this was the last time you’d ever see him, but who knows, it might be if you have into the voices tonight.

your single father of one daughter was hardworking and never had time for himself but always for you. You were his light, you were his hope, his spark. Until yours faded and now your mind was just empty

“Sweetie, what’s wrong? Why’re you crying?” he asked concerned, running his hands through your long, black and straight hair. With every sob that left your mouth a heart string of his broke, it snapped and left his heart in pieces. But he had to stay strong for you, like always