Here, Now & Past Poem by jasmine banahi

I never saw her eyes take one last kiss,
I watched the cold box carried into the mist.
With what i felt my legs quaked with fear,
where do i go from here?

The here, the now, the then, the past.
What was there was not meant to last.

She screamed as if death choked her by the neck,
things were spinning and spinning in a huge wreck.
The wings of an angel flew across our heads,
My shoulders shook as I hung my head low my face red.

The here, the now, the past.
What was there was not meant last.

Shadows of the light,
come and take me away to the future.
One that is bright,
Let death take me, or my future save me.