(Poem) Us


I have wanted to say something to you lately

in this summertime

fresh breeze of wind dust 

on the cold night sky

it’s hard to express 

this cold breeze outside gives me a lifetime of regret 

for leaving me in this toxic world all alone 

 

friendship was not toxic to you

I wondered so many times about these feelings to let you go soon

do you remember in your dreams that creep you from behind

this world will end in toxicity 

I wish to find you even though nightmares crawl underneath my shadows

By Michael Tirtha Gomes