Releasing My Soul Poem by sandy nobody

TWS THE NIGHT BEFORE DYING
WHEN ALL THRU THE HOUSE
ALL THE PEOPLE WERE PANICKING
RUNNING LIKE A MOUSE
THE AMBULANCE WAS CALLED
AND THE PASTOR TOO
PEOPLE WERE CRYING
NOT KNOWING WHAT TO DO
THE CHILDREN WERE HUSHED
THEN SENT OUTSIDE
ADULTS DIDNT WANT THEM TO KNOW
SOMEONE HAD DIED
AS I SAT IN MY CHAIR
WATCHING THEM ALL
ONLY THING I COULD DO WAS TO STARE
LISTENING TO THEM TALK
WONDERING WHAT WENT WRONG
WHEN I HEARD THE CHILDREN
WHAT SOUNDED LIKE A SONG
SEE IT WAS ME WHO HAD DIED
NO MORE TORMENTED SOUL
NO MORE DEMONS TO HIDE
I HOPE YOU KNOW
AND UNDERSTAND TO
IT WAS SOMETHING I HAD TO DO
BE HAPPY DONT CRY
FOR ME
I HAVE THE PEACE
THAT IV ALWAYS SEEKED