poem (thankful)

Sing alittle song i say, sing alittle song as the stars come out to play do you hear the wind whisling bye in the summers night sky? A voice rings around you as you feel no cold, could this be a dream you think or will it turn out to be a nightmare,and on the outside, looking in on you are your parents and friends. You not knowing that your sick in bed and have been for weeks, since your in a coma you know nothing of the outside, you just think your dreaming and asleep...six years go bye and finally your parents give up, in your dream your running in a field of flowers when with out warning everything goes black. It seems your lost and running with fears behind you, but dont give up its only the begining you think,but wait, you stop and say " i feel no cold no heat or warmth, i just hear the song that my mom always sang over and over again" then it hits you your dead, you parents and friends gave up, when you were asleep and in a coma, as a pair of golden stairs fall from your dream, you start climbing and hope that one day you'll see you family again so you can say "you were wrong you could have saved me but since you didnt, im ok you let me go to a better place and because it was hell on earth and heaven up here im thankful".


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