In the Rift

I've had dreams about dying for the past two nights. It might be my time

Yesterday, I buckled my seatbelt

Today, I took a shower.

Death is no longer appealing to me

But it's a nearby looming tower

Why is it that when I can finally waltz

With pure joy, hope, and love

That death decides to stop the music

And ensnare my soul from up above.

When the waltz is over, I want you to know

That I never thought I would dance again.

You were the rainbow after a storm

You are a sky I can die in.

Reviews

[Devansh Shekhar Shukla]

Hey this is such a good poem from you Rosie. From your poems I got to know that you're in a state of frustration or somewhat like that. So please keep writing and posting and everything is gonna be okay someday :)
Best wishes from my side

[Franky]

Very sweet and romantic. :0)