Lying on my deathbed,
Staring at the sky...
Isolation,
All alone...
My last breathe,
That I will take...
More was on your mind,
Than what was in your eyes...
The sky is calm and clear,
The world has nothing to fear...
I hate this world I'm in
Whatever corner i turn...
So scared, all alone,
Where is this place, I'm supposed to call home...
She stared in the mirror, quickly
Wiping away a tear...
If You Have Seen This Poem Before It’s...
Dear Mom...
Sometimes, when I look into your eyes,
I see the heavens, and the glorious angels...
I know for long I won't be here,
But do they even see...
Why not?
Come into my despair...