One Last Time Poem by Colin Bobb

I think I've died,
And I'm stuck on this earth to be tortured for my baneful crime,
And every day I cried,
Because I didn't get to see your face one last time,

Every day I cried,
Every day i was exhausted from all the crying,
I wheezed and sighed,
And every day I felt like dieing,

I cried every day because I could not recall your angelic face,
I think that is my punishment for my baneful crime,
The reason that I'm here is because I was and I'm a disgrace,
But I'd give anything to see your face one last time.