poetry, death, ghost |
I woke up today and looked outside. Thinking of why I have not heard from you. For an instant, a feeling of death felt deep inside. Hoping the feelings I'm having are not true. Racing to the phone to make a call. Looking back at the window once more. A ghostly shadow I thought I saw. Dropping to my knees, as I hit the floor. Thinking to myself this can not be Holding back all my fears As you stand there starring at me Asking why you left me here As I begin to cry You reach out for me Asking why you had to die You are the last person I wanted to see When you begin to fade away I start to run after you The last thing I wanted to say Was that I will always love you Walking towards the bed Laying down on my side With thoughts of your ghost in my head No longer my feels I can hide While laying there I start to cry I close my eyes and try to sleep Urning for you to be by my side Memories of you I will keep I woke up today with the suns warm beam Rolling over I was startled with fright Could this have been a dream Seeing you was a wonderful site Waking you up with a touch to you head The look of confusion I seen in you Softly saying I thought you were dead I am here with you too Your the love of my life I am not leaving any time soon Glad that you are my wife Remember I love you to the moon |