
“I’m talking to angels”
I’m talking to angels,
about how I miss you.
They tell me to keep moving ahead,
that this journey is not through.
There is always something new,
to keep my eyes open so I don’t miss the view.
I’m talking to angels when I’m feeling blue.
There’s so much healing left to do.
I’m talking to angels,
desperate for a message from my loved ones to come through.
I can feel this grief gearing to ensue.
I’m talking to angels,
about how much I love you.
I tell them how I wish your death wasn’t true.
I just don’t know how to go on without you…
I just have to tell myself to push through.
I can barely breathe through these tears…
I just wish you were here. 💔
I’m talking to angels, as they quietly whisper, “you are loved and your loved ones are always near.”
Written By: Teddie Darbro



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