#WritcoPoemPrompt55
Two lovers who promise never to leave each other,
A sequel they might gather, while rain scatters,
But lately, it's been one woe after another
taken into depth by the pain i bare
i question every nightmare
as all my days gone dark and darker
the envy is heavy
the feelings are weary
child! i scream down as i cry mother mary
i would die before i believe this day
the darkness has found the light
and the day promised never came to live
Bury Me with My Hope