The deadman's poem

The days were dead, just the teller would be
And nights were life, life of my life
When everything I want to have,
After little I'd done, I could've done more, achieve mo'e

I should've more, but no more I want
I don't have time to see, to burn everything I've
Bloody soul eating my core, getting out
Covered in blood, the red thick blood

I should tell her, but she already faced her winter
I shouldn't, I won't none could help me
I have to depart, before she know
But someone has to tell her, because she'll search for her heart

I promise to kiss you then, when we should've
I will take care of you that time, of our time
But I won't promise you this day, that night
Just next time when we meet in next life

I wish I should have asked, I wish I'd more time
I wish we could give life to a life, I wish I have told you
I wish that all your wish, I wish they come true
I hope next time you have me & I have...