From Above (Poem)

Here I stand, watching over you and everything you do

You seem so lonely now that I’m not there

Your usual rushed routine has slowed to halt

And you sit around all day, grieving over the fact that I’m not there

I want to tell you not to worry

But in my current form it just isn’t possible

I’d also like to tell you to keep bringing the flowers to my grave

The nice colors of them take my mind off of things

They are so bright and full of life

I wish I could say the same about me

But I can’t

I am only a mere shadow of my former self

Watching over you from my new home above the clouds

But just know something

Know that I’ll be here for you

When you finally pass

And we will be reunited

Once again

Written by: KingoftheUnderground669