god help me

i can still hear his voice...
hear his laugh...
i can see him...
my father...
standing infront of me...
my arms wide open for him to pick me up...
i feel so small...
but now he's gone...
i can't handle it...
my daddy's gone...
i cry...
i pray...
i say...
god...
help me...
why did he have to do this to us...
i look at his picture...
i can hear voices going through my head...
there telling me...
don't cry...
he'll be back...
don't cry...
but i don't listen...
i try to hide it...
but i can't...
god help me...