Death Poem

A small poem about love and insecurity.

Death

Impossible, I used to say

For there was nothing until this day

My heart was bitter, I despised them all

But everything rolled like a ball

He appeared and lightened my heart

He was kind as I wanted to depart

I stopped and looked

His eyes were pure blue without hooks

I glanced away and turned to leave

But couldn't because I felt like a leaf

He took me in his arms and it was heaven

He was my lost haven

I wasn't missing

I wasn't a mistake

He was there for me

And I will be there for him