(Spoken Word Piece)
if i don’t see a tomorrow
tell me now.
if daybreak’s golden gleam doesn’t meet my
mossy green
eyes
tell me now.
please
i’d write it in my will
but you know the drill
i’d already be well acquainted
with these
bugs and beetles
seven feet beneath
your very feet
you see,
i can’t see the tears in your eyes during that elegy
lifetime apology
sure you’re sorry
but
i wish you’d- tell me now
underground
heavenbound
i can’t reach your hand and hold it
grab my
shabby, back alley
sewing kit
and stitch up the heart
you tore apart
all for me
sunrises aren’t the same
you’d say
then join the line and pray
send me,
far, far away
tell me now
so I can reply
like every angel needs its wings to fly
every sunrise has its sunset
every life
its regret
while living I may have wished
for the success I
almost kissed
the chances I
may have missed
but my only request
tell me now
before I am forever,
at rest.
– ammarah siddiqui