Remorse

Last farewell I cannot touch you 

Not even a smile, can I do

Breathing heavily, each effort is worth a ton

Sweaty eye balls popping towards my son

I Will not make it home 

Endlessly, in my lungs the viruses roam

Grief and agony, 

Substance of misery 

Only remorse and constrictions 

Praying and mediating for solutions 

Even the Most High gave up 

My candle life is dimming 

Like Christ, holding the cup 

I liberate my life forces while paining 

Cremated and scattered as dust 

No tomb available, To bear my decaying rust

I forgot what was my purpose 

Blinded I remain, fully in remorse