I knew that something would go wrong
Was it me I didn’t believe in you or 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 and 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 and the ringing of the 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 and 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 golden ticket, my broken heart was so sore
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Author:
4wheels (Pseudonym) (
Online) - Published: February 2nd, 2026 04:29
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