Hi, this is Natasha Noel and I have another poem for you. It's called my daddy died and my daddy did die today and I wrote this poem and I wanted to share it with you. My daddy died today and I don't know how to feel a mix of emotions swirl inside but none of them seem real. I knew this day was coming but I never thought it'd be so soon. I prayed for strength and comfort as I raced towards the gloom
J.L. Beasley
@Her_Sisu · 2:21
July 19, 2016 abruptly tragically, and I can say this experience will forever be a part of the fabric of who you are as a daughter, as a person, as a woman. And grief grief is just as muddy and wiry as being a survivor of abuse, which you are familiar with, which I am familiar with