Step On Me Poem by dorian suchelle

step on my soul, step on my face, step on my heart, bury my torn and battered body without any disgrace walk over my grave respect not me for i do not exist not anymore not in physical form for my life meant nothing not to you or anyone esle soon i goto where old freinds and family and comrades are up high in the shadows of heaven but alas due to how i am and who i am and me just being me plummet and fall all the way to hell there is no swansong for me just a quiet a piece and quiet that will remain that way until whomever is in charge of all factions of life and realities and all of life can recall my dead body grant me life anew so that am able to perform whatever task i was awaken for so in return i could hav another shot at life all over again so go ahead and step on me all u want ill not complain no more and just wait until this death happins for in return id expect another chance.