Sweet death

As a felt the wind blow through my hair,

I saw nothing but darkness in the air.

I closed my eyes to only see black,

I closed my eyes to not see when I hit contact.

I felt pain before I went numb,

I felt sad before I hit with a bum.

I saw light guide my way,

I saw death tell my what to say.

As I went to heaven I saw my father and mother,

as I went to heaven I realized how much my life was a bother.

As I lived in eternal happiness,

I couldn’t help but wonder if the others felt gratefulness.

If they truly loved me,

they would have let me be.

Clearly I meant nothing to them,

clearly I would never be treated like a gem.

In heaven I am dandy,

alive I wasn't happy.

Here I am today,

dead, yet happy is all I have to say.