Do you think why I left this world?
I took the pains in my mind,
And, burn them deep,
One day, those pains rose from the ashes,
And, I was screaming for you,
I still think to see you someday.
I feel to ask someone out,
I think about the date we will go on,
You ask, “How’s your day?”
My mind, “It went like the heatwave to coldwave
in seconds and I smiled at my pain hard.”
I say, “I enjoyed my day with work in the moment.”
It was the end,
Would we go out again?
Let’s talk about it.
I’m cleaning my tools,© sjwordsmith
Deathra! I am coming alive.
Would We Go Out Again? | Poem