The Day I die 2.0

The Day I die, I want to spy

'Short-time', I did spend, but it didn't say my end

I'd see who'd weep— who'd be weak on their knee

To witness your regret! You’ll tremble, filled with sweat.

Who'd stay? Who'd go? It'll be like a show!

If you're sad that I quit, find my words that I hid...

What happened to me if you'd ask! Come on, now! Take off your mask

To see your eyes open wide, I've seen your face— What is it to hide?

I know that day who'd be SAD, you know too, it'll be my DAD

Oh wow! I flew at such young age' It's good I'm free from your cage

My soul wants those letters to burn, I'm gone— And now, It's your turn!!

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Author's note;

Hi, Thank you so much for reading it. Also, this poem has nothing to do with my personal life. I wrote it just out of nowhere. And my personal opinions aren't involved in this poem. This poem reflects a person who predicts their after-death scene. The person may be a HURT ONE!