The Deceased Poem by Ashley Carnes

They are the deceased,
They are my belifes,
Barried beneath the ground,
But i see you walking around.

The tears we no longer cry,
cause you walk the sky.
If one wish were to be said,
I wish you were'nt dead.

As your wealth goes up,
your health goes down
as with lung, heart & thoart cancer,
you couldnt be a dancer
or anything at all.

Yes they are the deceased
but they are my beliefs.
We had some laughs
before you passed.

I remember the days when you were there,
Man! The fun things we had shared,
but now they are no longer there.

But now you are in my heart,
and no one can break us apart.
Now just rest and i will do
my best.