My Heaven Is California Poem by D. M. L. Catseye

Does the new year strike you,
and make you feel bold?
Fills you with hope,
heart shining like gold?
It gives me no light.
My soul remains cold.

There’s no future in store for me,
no life that I need,
nothing I’ll gain,
I won’t succeed.
But yet…
I still dream.

And my dream, ever faint,
stays just the same,
I just want the world to
remember my name.
If I could be happy,
it’d be though my fame.

Sitting here in this lonely house
and moving all in monotone
will never get me there,
this place is no longer home.
I want to leave it all,
to find my forever alone.

I don’t need these people.

I don’t want his love.

I can’t keep pretending.

So I’ll finish up here,
won’t leave any loose ends.
Make sure they all feel loved,
old friends will make amends.

And then I’ll go, with grace
and a smile on my face

to a warm, wonderful place.

I don’t think I believe in Heaven.
Sure as Hell, I don’t wanna go there.

I’d rather go to California
and breathe eternal summer air.

So when you think of me when I’m gone,
think only of how happy I’ll be.
Laying by the sea side,
writing my poetry.