By LeeAna Gibb
crawling towards the ample hell I’ve created in this life.
speaking towards your spirit for forgiveness .
sitting next to me you can tell I’m lost and will never be found
I’m on my way to heaven you said .
I can’t find the answer to make you happy .
learning that the things we see are not interesting anymore .
but I see in the light I can be forgiven once more .
Written for my grandfather Robert Wetzel
07-04-1922 to 11-05-2011