This is a poetry I wrote last year for my boss

I made this poetry when I knew that project work made by the company worked with, was about for being a cut-off. So i created this poetry for my boss to make him know that he is not alone to struggle of this occurrence.
Pen is shaking over the paper
Bag is full of burdens
Mind is overwhelmed with the noise
Mouth is clinging to silent
Get the head up and breath it down
Fall to the knees to find the answer
We are here stand still
Yet, you are not there to try
Needs to be strong
But it could be wrong
Try to understand
Difficult to interpret
You are our anchor
when we are drawn
We are your light
while you are a black
Stop to awake for rain
Nothing can be done
Find you in the midst of smoke
Verily awful for us to see this
Why you ran away from?
How we meet each other?
As long time goes by
Glad you are ours
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I often ponder over the idea that death has been marked as something that is not good or dark or evil. But is this actually the case? What if it is the final relief? What if it is the ultimate liberation?.
My poem is about two different people from two different countries. It's about the love and beauty they share.
The story here begins after she met him. How the journey began without any thought of ending up together but as you know when it's about the same vibe vibrating together, it is difficult to stay apart .