I'm having a phone call with death
Suddenly the line disconnected.
You asked me, " Why are you doing this?"
I answered, "Because I'm already dead."
You held my hand trying to stop me from leaving
But then it's too late because I already stopped breathing
Still you didn't give up in waking me up
Now that I'm alive again, you gave me a big big hug.
YOU ARE READING
Agony
PoetryPoems made by a girl whose broken and torn apart but still fighting. I usually write poems to express my emotions so most of my poems are sad. I don't know if you'll like it but I hope you enjoy reading this book. Lovelots 💋's Gela
