What will you think of me now?
I wonder will you hate me?
Or will you even speak my name in the same tone?
Or will you draw a curtain as if I never existed?
I never meant to cuase you this pain.
Honestly I never.
I truly belived it would be better this way.
Not just for me but for you to.
If I were to look down from the sky.
Would I see you happy smiling face?
Or would I see it streaked with tears?
If I were to look above where my body lays.
Would I see you standing there?
Please dont mourn for me Im gone
Amy Kerswell
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem