Where am I?
How did I get here?
What is my name?
Who am I?
All I remember is that I was sitting in my good old chair
reading a big fat book
I can't remember what it was called though
Why am I here?
It seems so strange
to be away
I have no memory of the past
Why can't I remember?
My name has left me
I have no name now
I no longer exist, but yet I do
Do I truly exist?
These puffy white clouds that surround me
this soothing noise that I hear
this calm feeling that I have
Is this real or just a dream?
These people that surround me
glow with elegant light
they seem so real, but distant at the same time
Who are these people?
Nobody talks to me
they just pass me by
there are many different people here, but they all seem faceless
What is going on?
Then I saw it
one of the glowing men had wings
two beautiful feathered wings of white
Is this really happening?
There is a giant castle
a few winged men walked out from it
they had what seemed to be a glowing ring floating above their head
Is this really what I'm seeing?
Then I saw him
a man, a giant man
instantly, I knew who he was
he was the creator, the one who shaped and made me
the one who some would call god
Am I where I think I am?
I am here, where I belong
eternal paradise
the only place that I can truly call home
I am in Heaven, my home above the clouds
YOU ARE READING
Poetry
ŞiirI don't know if this would be considered poetry or not, but I guess I'll upload it
