In a century from now will my words live on after I’ve put
deep into the cold hard earth and covered with stone?
Will anyone even remember or care that I had lived and existed
here?
In a world
where many of us block out the raw sense of reality, I give you my voice so
that you can see.
My wish is to be a beacon of light to comfort and soothe you
from the dark moments in your life.
These words are spoken boldly and true and wish to connect
with all of you.
I will put all doubts out of my mind as I pound at my
keyboard day and night.
Even though my
mind and body are riddled with fear and pain, I reach out to all of you and
hope my words are not taken in vain.
When I’m gone please remember me, through my words my spirit
will be free.
- Simora England-
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