I am a writer
When my pen hits the paper
It ignites a fire
It is not my desire 
To achieve fame or power
But to distract you from your life for an hour 
Please don’t leave here feeling sour
For you know I won’t be here to write forever 
You believe I am to clever 
But my spirit won’t die ever 
Because it’s all collected in this letter 
Bury this with my ashes, along with salt and a white feather 🪶 
To protect me when I enter the ether 
So my soul can be stronger whilst my body gets weaker.
& don’t mourn me either 
Because I’ve only moved on from Mother Nature, 
But not from the entire simulation that brought us here 
So I have no fear 
That the next life is waiting for me & it might be near.
  • Author: Jazzy.Special (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: December 10th, 2023 04:03
  • Category: Spiritual
  • Views: 18
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  • Thomas W Case

    Excellent use of rhyme for your poem.

  • Sheryffat

    Great work!

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