Life And Death Wasn'T Hers Poem by Malaya Roses

Here we are, standing within a silence
Utter no words, seeing the faith diminishing, departed
Fast
Through the glass
Hold the blurriest shadow of a wistful sorrow
Smoking breath is deeper than a rusty truth
Prevalence hatred leads many afflictions
Over him
Behind me
Hope is a surviving life
Upon devilish torment;
Still want to live
Be mine
Pace the pain
Ripping the lungs of love
You and me
At the junction
Shame, it was her reflection.
Stabbing wild
Open heart
Break a creature of temptation
A regretful revenge was made
In her chapter, enmity is real
I was there
To find a path of living life
More lies and almost die; I am repeating a same whisper
Not at her wish
None on her will
Life is mine
God, let me live