Cries From Beyond

Please, someone, cry out my name
So I will not forget who I am
I’ve been forgotten
Yet still, remain
I still yearn
And yet, the yearnings are not the same
I do not know where I am
Or how to return from whence I came
Is this the beginning or the end
Or somewhere, in between
Am I awake or am I dead
Or is this just a dream
Is this forever where I must dwell
I know it is not heaven, but is it hell
Have I died or just gone insane
I have not a body, but still, feel pain
I can see though my eyes cannot
Am I or am I not
What is to become of me
Copyright © | Year Posted 2019

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Moore Avatar
June 18, 2019 at 7:06 PM
Loved it, good job
Krutsinger Avatar
June 9, 2019 at 11:30 PM
I often think this but have not managed to capture it into a poem, so I am glad that you did that for both of us, Christina. "Is this the beginning or the end Or somewhere, in between Am I awake or am I dead" I am thinking this might be hell.
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