If you want to do something for me,
Throw me like a flower in the crematorium,
i you can...
Build a palace for me in the crematorium,
because;
I was died while living,
Your words have broken my heart like a dagger,
I want to die.
There is no love now;
In that crematorium at least i want to live the next life,
Like a queen.....!!
This poem is based on the situation,when someones really depressed anxiety breaks him and he or she wants to die.
The mutual love is end for that time and die is better than life everyone think...
This poem is based on imagination
Thanks for reading..
