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We as humans are selfish.
We've grown so accustomed to the job
of the physical person.
Or simply just having the existence of the physical being itself.
We seldom put to thought the many difficulties another's physical presence is going thru.
Maybe it wasnt meant for them to be here in physical form.
All the challenges that they couldn't physically overcome.
The difficulties of even bringing it up in conversations.
So many road blocks and deadends.
The disguises that were created just to fit in.
As selfish humans, when they are gone, all we do is wish that they were still here.
As tears roll down our cheeks on the nights we can't sleep
Wondering if there was something we could have done to save them.
While they were here they'll tell us things to makes us happy. While at the same time leading us to the ledge
and all we'd see is How High.
If we only knew then what was trying to be said to us
The physical cries for help
Lack of interest
No self motivation
Its only to tell us that they are no good to us here.
Physically!!
So now that they are gone
Listen to their whispers of freedom
Their whispers of joy and no pain.
Trying to explain
We are of one but not the same.
Listen to their whispers when you're feeling drained.
The "mom i love you and im ok" to the "take care of your sisters and brothers. Mommy and Daddy will see you again someday".
So what im trying to say is this
We've always been taught to Listen To Their Whispers".
Our entire life we heard of the strength of a non physical existence.
Lets keep that consistent with the ones we actually use to live with.
Miss them and listen!!!
Listen To Their Whispers!!