Leaving Heaven

It took me four weeks to get the guts to go. I made no word so no one would know. It took me two weeks to pack my bags. As I was leaving, I felt like I was treating everyone so badly, To leave with out a good bye. I knew if I didn't take this chance, that no one would understand why, Why I was leaving heaven, for earth, A place of destruction is what fellow angels call it. A place of no taste, And no feel, A place that felt good but not real. When I make it to earth, Ill take a bus ride. I will leave as soon as possible and if I have to hitch hike. I will make it to Seattle, and anywhere else I want to be, I will taste and feel everything before my eyes, and what I see. I will look at fate straight in the eyes, And say I would rather live, then die. But with a body such as this, I would give it all for a simple kiss, or to feel a hand touch mine. I will rush to all the places I want to be, And walk away from heaven, and slide off my wings, I will be come human, And learn to love other things. Flowers, trees, grass. And make all these pleasant memories last, They will turn to gold, And ill hold them in me. I will Smile at everyone and Look at those that look at me. I will answer questions, Of the life before, And hope I remember what heaven was like before i left there. Written November 1st, 2001 © on Nov 01 2001 05:47 AM PST, Shelly   0 • 1