Do not dream nor anticipate my arrival Either way I will not comeLet The snow of winterThe rain of stormThe hail of disasterBe your tearsThat'll flow like the river For I am Not what you hope I would be I am A disgraceful advanced gradeA rose without its petals A body without lifeA shattered fantasy Disguised deceivinglyDo not entertain Night filled dreams Do not urge Day filled sorrowsForget me And the piercing pain shall be less Release the tension in the air Do not dream nor anticipate my arrival Either way I will not come  Do not Cease the dayBut Cease the hopeFor it shall disappoint Written by: Soshinie A. SinghInstagram: soshiniesingh.author