Off the road, I'm riding with you -
In a motorcycle, in a rocky road
On the way home, distorted conversation
Plays in the air, like how it used to
We laughed through what it was
the undeniably call to made fun -
With the words, I lack vocabularies
You're just smart, I'd lose always
With you, I felt safe
I want to tell you a secret
There's just one thing
I need you to know about me
However, it's not the time yet
It's vulnerable, I think
Just as you said
That it's all up to me
So, maybe I'll wait
For a perfect time to tell -
Everything I wanted -
you to know, from me
maybe, this March?
I think that's the plan
Not until we got into trouble
The accident happened, we fall
Bleeding in your knees
The backpain I experienced
The tight chest of regret
The teary eye I have, expresses -
All the guilt I have in my head
Want myself to disappear
We should've seen the warning signs
If we have, maybe we may prevent it
So we can laugh how we use to again
I don't think your mom would ever forgive me
The warning signs, I should have seen it
Now, I don't think that I could forgive myself
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The Poet's Conviction
PoetryFebruary 19, 2024 "Everything happens for a reason, but justice isn't served right for such an unjust act of society."
