Loss.

The room that once smelt of purfume frangrance,
Now smells of just Nicorandil, and morphine.
The once Bright blue eyes, with so much life,
Now eyes just like nothingness,
Breathing shallows, last breath was drawn,
And Where was i?
Not seen you since that day in that room, Never knew that was the last time i would see you.
Now im just full of regret.