Sad Poems

~Afterlife~

I visit my family's graves in despair, being alone in my existence.

Not knowing if I'll be able to handle the solidarity, if I'll be able to handle the distance

Why did they have to leave? That is a question that goes unknown.

And as I leave their graves and walk through the empty streets, the darkness sets the tone.

I don't know where I am going, but it doesn't matter if there's no one here with me.

I don't think I can bare to watch the snow fall in the winter, in the summer watching flowers bloom on our tree.

But suddenly a white light appears, leaving me blinded for a split moment in time,

Feeling my body start to lift and start to climb.

I wish that the ending of my sad tale was happier than what it was before

But it turns out I was the dead one all along, but I'm okay with that, as long as they get to live their lives evermore

~A.T