I knew that something would go wrong
Was it me I didn’t believe in you enough? I didn’t trust in your magic
I would never let myself be excited, there was a feeling in my heart that was so strong
In the end I was right, but grief took over everything that was tragic
I was going to see my phenomenal man, but he had unfortunately died
No, he was murdered, by his own doctor, then my golden ticket was gone
I mourned the loss of my Angel. I couldn’t stop unraveling, I cried and cried
Tears flowing down my face, my heart break felt so heavy and done
I couldn’t believe how much pain one person, could cause from killing my Angel
The Devil himself, I saw the doctor, my breathing was suddenly stopped
But in redemption, I found that my Angel is in Heaven, beside God. I could hear the ringing of the golden bells
They rang so loudly as my Angel was back home, my heart sank as its popped
The agony I felt brought me to my knees, as my golden ticket turned into ashes
My heart turned sour, with tears in my eyes. I couldn’t even feel my heart beating anymore
Tears were pouring down my red face and falling off my wet eyelashes
There was nothing I could do about my shiny golden ticket, my broken heart was so sore
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4wheels (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: February 2nd, 2026 04:29
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Comments1
Anger and pain felt in this poem of loss. A sad write
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