Arts, creative writing, love, memorial, poetry, psychology, recovery

I Seen My Body Today

I see my body today,

Crisp in tux laid down in grave,

People praying lost in a haze, lamenting in deep dismay,

Preacher praying for better days.

I felt my body today,

Smooth and cold, no breath to breathe

Eyes wide shut, no longer bereaved

On my way, the lord let me leave.

I felt my heart today,

Love once felt when you were near,

When you went I cried my tears,

To be in your place, was my deepest cheer.

I heard my voice today,

Recordings of us singing, birthday wishes and holiday joy,

Memories of you lost, used to fill the void.

Mistletoe kissing, unwrapping gifts with the girls and boys.

I saw my soul today,

Angels held my hands, as I drifted away,

My last breath was back, with tears on my face,

I do want to see you, yet just not to day.

I felt my body today,

A miracle happen, I can move my limbs,

I feel the hugs, of family and friends,

The pill did not take me, God brought me back again.

I read your diary today,

You told me to be happy, and not to throw my life away,

I smiled at the thought, of how you always know me,

I can live with your memory, until it’s truly my day.

I heard your prayer today,

You brought me back, from my disparity,

Foolish was I, to rush to your grave,

I placed this rose on your chest, for thanks of protecting me.

When I saw my body that day,

At that time, I didn’t know that you were watching over me.

 

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