• There is a road that leads to a new life, a new place, to new friends.
    I've traveled that road many a time before, to be rid of the bad and begin with the new.
    When you die you get a choice to be free in the heavens or live on the earth as a spirit.
    When I died I chose to stay on earth, to watch my family grow up, and to watch my friends die and join me as a spirit on earth.
    Before I died I loved a man, I still do, but I am gone now forever lost to him.
    He still loves me even though I am dead as if he knows I'm there in that room with him.
    I died alone in that room.
    That day I saw the dove that leads my soul to the heavens.
    The journey is long and the ride is short.
    I travel through time and space itself to reach the gates of heaven, only to know I was too late to see, I could have lived another life, with the man I loved and still do.
    There is a journey that we must face alone, the one that sacrifices lives to see if you live or die.
    I died knowing there would be no turning back, no end to the pain that I will cause, no truth for the people that knew me.
    Now I wish so that I turned back and lived on.
    But now and later I will try to reach them to say that I'm there in that room with them.
    I get no answer, no sign that they hear me, no movement toward me, just an empty face.
    I try and try to get an answer for here I am alone; none to talk to, for everyone has left.
    They have gone to heaven to be free and to move past the living, but I have not.
    I stay, for I have people here on earth that need my guiding, even though they cannot hear me, I speak.
    Even though they cannot see me, I am there.
    But even though I have died, I guide them for they are my family the closest thing to me.
    Many have told me “it’s just a waist of time” but I think otherwise.
    I think that they do hear me but just don’t realize it’s me.
    It has been six years since they herd my voice.
    It has changed since the day I died my voice then was raspy.
    A truck piece hit part of my voice box during the crash so it changed from time to time.
    The crash was seven years to the day and so much blood was spread, the family’s that died stay here with me trying to find out the truth.
    I know what happened I lived threw that awful day to know that I almost died.
    But I didn’t die you see me here on earth don’t you, just as a spirit without a heart beat and a living body.
    I roam the earth without limits to find that, I now must leave my place and rise to the heavens to be free like the others.
    But I never will forget the days I spent guiding my friends and family.
    Never will I move on, I will be here waiting for the day I will see you again.
    The day you die happy and old, but not alone in your bed.
    Only then will I see you again.
    Till then I wait, even if it takes an eternity I will wait, for you are worth waiting for.