Journey To The Light Poem by Tasha Young

so confused blanks in my memory.
people i use to see now can't see me.
i don't understand! what's wrong with me?
two different people, things talk to me.
one is bright like an over charged light.
the other so dark, sounds weird, he's freezen, cold beyond belief.

the cold one promises me i can stay here forever with my loved ones.
the bright one says come here come to the light.
be loved and begin a chance of a new life.
i don't know who to trust i must find someone who can help me, see me.

at last someone who can see me!
can you help me figure out everything.
what happened, what should i do, to do, tell, give one last will, a wish.

i want to see, hear my family once more.
to tell them how i feel about them, and say good-bye.
i stand among them telling them everything.
seeing their tears hurt me so much, but their glad to be able to talk to me before i past.
i say my good-byes, kiss them all fair well.
at last i can see the light my friends, family greeting me at the light.
i pass through at last peace.