The Day I Woke Up Dead

 

 

The Day I Woke Up Dead

 

I woke up dead today.

 A spirit where life once played.

It’s hard to redeem one’s self

Having change through thought when dead

You see I died and floated out

The day I woke up dead

 

I woke up dead today

Floating all over the place

My old body was so still

Cold and Blue

Floating in the sky with millions of other clouds

The day I woke up dead

 

I woke up dead today

Wondering why this day

Why not another

Time has no call in this

My last view of myself on

The day I woke up dead

 

I look back on the moment

I wanted the breath that didn’t come

My mind gave up

Then I floated upward toward nowhere

Is this heaven?

Loneliness not sated

 

Some would call it hell

But in a light of realization

It’s just what is next

Like being more than the whole

Just up to the point you conceive

The size

 

The thoughts that I bring

Into the conscience that came before

And that of the following afterward

I died yesterday or maybe the one before

Time has stopped!

The day I woke up dead

 

I woke up dead yesterday!

Many thought less of me for doing it

But it was my time

Like the man said “For Whom the Bell Tolls?”

The poet said “We all end up in a single bed sooner or later”

The day I woke up dead

 

On that day what memories did I bring?

I miss my wife!

She was my one true friend

She never asked for anything we didn’t want

She gave me children

Before the day I woke up dead

 

On that day I knew I touched God through her

What a thought!?

Who looking in from the outside

Could say it was wrong

Like trying to take back a wrong after it has happened

The day I woke up dead

 

I woke up dead yesterday

I know I could have done better in life

My wife deserved it

I said I wanted her to be happy

But I never did the things to make her happy

The day I woke up dead

 

I woke up dead yesterday

And met a spirit I thought I knew

The meeting was over as soon as it started

It was a look at another You! … Another Me!

There was no gender no face

The day I woke up dead

 

I woke up dead yesterday or was it the day before

What is the answer to the question “LOVE?”

What is it?

Is it real?

Does it exist after you die?

The day I woke up dead

 

I wanted my children and theirs

To remember me after I died

Does it really matter?

They are alive

And will live because of me

The day I woke up dead

 

I woke up yesterday (I Think) dead

A mist just flew through what I am now

It was cool I think

A thought was transferred between us

He’s a baby, very happy!

The day I woke up dead

 

I lost my first child in birth

Could it have been him?

Such a happy baby

God grant that it was him

My first prayer as a spirit

The day I woke up dead

 

I see the end now as a beginning

All things come to those that wait

A spirit cannot hold another

Only think the thought

And wonder how it could have felt

The day I woke up dead

 

I woke up dead a couple of days ago

Looking for something I care not to have

God has kept his word and I live for real forever

I now venture out to explore my new existence

Floating here on the winds of time

The day after the day I woke up dead?

 

I woke up dead the other day

Found myself floating without decay

Found myself wondering what I am

Hoping to meet someone … a friend

Trying to honor my GOD within

The day I woke up dead

 

Memories come floating back to me not all the ones I dread

Happy times I remember well but only see in glimpse

Only things I could know the times I see with friends

My mom she held me tight my entire life

My dad who’s strength I nourished

The day I woke up dead

 

 

Reviews

[Dayran]

A man walking to the gallows is very calm. He is no longer worried or excitable about anything. Its over. That must do the same for someone who has come to terms with his mortality and views life with a plain straightforwardness. Should one be angry because they woke up dead? Is life's purpose to overcome death? A lovely poem of non-attachment, with a hint of ' Why didn't somebody tell me I was going to wake up dead.'

[Poeticpiers]

this piece inspires some deep thinking on my part Greg.
I wonder if death is just the door to a new lifeI do believe it is
Dying suddenly must be hard to come to terms with.but better I suppose than lingering dying slowly

[Phibby Venable]

the moment we are born we head toward death, there must be a
purpose for that. maybe we are only here on vacation and hurrying back
to our true home to show off all the things we accomplished and the fun
we had. excellent work, greg.

[Ed Hart]

'to be continued', now there's a closing line that opens on forever