Would It Be So Wrong

.Would It Be So Wrong.

If I die today I know he would have been one to care.
But would any of them dare?
They’d never guess I’d be the kind.
They haven’t even taken the time to find.

Look at my arms in vain.
They’ll never understand my pain.
They never truly knew who I was.
And yeah I guess it was just because.

He was the only one to understand.
He was the only one to lead me by the hand.
He was like the northern star in the night sky.
He was like the sign from the clouds up high.

The way to go was never clear.
Until I was able to hear,
There would be no more fear.
No reason to shed a single tear.

He promised me he’d always be there.
He would give me the world to share.
But now, down at him I do stare.
Please god no, this isn’t fair.

I look to the dark sky
My body heaving a great sigh,
I plead with the clouds up high
Bring him back oh please I cry.

Why are you taking him from me?
For it was you who allowed me to see.
It was you who let us be?
Why are you making me pay this painful fee?

The glass on the road flickered in the flashing light.
Please love I screamed please fight.
Don’t leave me alone tonight.
Not in this dark wave of fright.

They flooded around,
But I could hear no sound.
I could only hope his heart would once again pound.
On my knees I dropped to the ground.

Sometimes I wonder why,
I can’t just go up and fly,
Can’t I just be with him on this warm summer night?
Making everything feel so right.

Would it be so wrong?
I’ve missed him for so long.
It’s been a year since I’ve heard his sweet song.
And he knows I’m not really that strong.

Would it be so wrong?
What if I hadn’t lied?
What if I hadn’t stayed in the house just to hide?
What if I wanted to be by his side?

I’ve missed him for so long.
It’s been a year since I’ve heard his sweet song.
And he knows I’m not really that strong.
Would it really be so wrong?

I already know his answer.
Except it'd be something much fancier.
Don't worry Hun, unlike some
I will wait to come.
-Exkai Jade Satiro-

Author's Notes/Comments: 

Because he wouldn't want me to. I will want until it is my time. This will be no suicide crime.

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rosalind's picture

Yes, to every thing there is a time and season,all were not
born the same day and all will not go the same day. Wonderful poem,success.