Your invitation, our incident, my poem…

An invitation I accept

To waste away my time

To greet is to show concern

And I know you’re not doing fine

We walked and we talked

But you didn’t even smile

Until you shared all your moments

Where trouble and pain are piled

You whisper as I listen

My mouth can’t find its voice

Inside my heart bleeds for you

But outside I stay poised

Your eyes are moist

From tears you’ve been holding back

As we came closer to each other

This fool can’t figure out how to react

Your voice slightly trembles

From all this pain that you feel

I can feel your emotion is bitter

And that you are hurt for real

And at the time of our embrace

I feel like we are closer than before

I felt you heart beating

But I felt your pain more

Your eyes burst with tears

And your tone became unbearable

I embraced you back for comfort

But to give enough comfort I was not able

The time who’s never still

Have put our moment to an end

That painful wound you’ve been carrying around

I hope I have helped to mend

So when your doing fine

I wish you invite me one more time

An invitation I’ll gladly accept

To see your rekindled shine

I lie in here inside this room

Writing as I’m wasted away

Even if it hurts you so bad

I know tomorrow will be your day