Here I stand

Here I ones stood,

but now I am nothing but a ghostly apparition.

Love and life have left me.

My life after death,

a ghost remaining;

sustaining memories through this vision.

Here I stood,

noting but a ghostly apparition;

love and life have left me,

leaving behind what I cherished,

and lived for.

Here I stand,

nothing behind me leaving my life and what I ones was part of.

My life after death,

soon to be nothing but a ghostly apparition;

living for nothing.

But don’t wary about me,

for death will not  take  me to soon.


I thought about this poem while watching TV.


About Amanda D Shelton

Welcome Bat Brat's. I am the author of this page. I write poetry, I also create digital art. I am disabled I suffer from high functioning autism, cellular nerve damage, Dystonia, and Muscle dystrophy. My writing is a reflection of my thoughts and experiences. I blog because I love writing. I write because it's the way I learned how to express myself. I have difficulty relating to people. Poetry makes it possible for me to learn how to communicate. I have been told I am exhausting to speak to because I have a lot to say. My IQ is above 200. I was diagnosed at the age of 33 with high functioning autism and Autistic Savant Syndrome. I make friends very easily because I don't have boundaries and I am not shy. I am very honest and welcoming. I love people and animals. I always look forward to writing in my blog Gothic Realms | Dark Visions In The Night. I hope to see you there. Feel free to leave a comment and like my posts. Until we meet again I will be waiting eagerly and patiently.
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