Gone (Challenge poem)
By StarGrrl
As I walk, Without being seen, And wonder what became of my name. As I walk, To my own funeral, And wonder what the feel about me now. I walk to the group of people, I hear the sobs and moans, But I wonder why they are crying. I am here, I am alive, But you dont seem to see me again. I push through the crowd, To see what is wrong, And see my dead body, Laying motionless despite the songs. The songs I listened to as an adult, The songs I loved and talked about, I remember the days when I was alive. I think of the memories I will have, I think of the memories they will have. But I dont know what they remember, I dont know if they even care. You can come out of respect, And not out of love. Or you can come out of, Love and respect. I smile and the sight, Of my parents hugging, I never saw that when I was alive. I think, And cry, And smile, And laugh. But why? Why did I have to die? For everyone to notice? Why? Because they took it fogranted! I heard the words, The preacher spoke, And wondered why? I had to die? Written March 8th, 2002 © on Mar 08 2002 03:05 AM PST 0 • 13
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