If the dead could speak!

Only if the dead could speak!
I would have risen to say
You forced me into death
Your love fooled me
Your trust betrayed me
Your reasons left me blank
Your lust reduced me to nothing

Still if space was given,
I could have lived, Survived the suffering.
But even this was not granted
Your breath chocked me to the verge
And cramped in your narrow thoughts,
I succumbed one day...

But are you to be blamed?
If I could have said it
Pored my heart and told you how I fee
Let you know, no longer the magic exists,
No longer I expect you to turn the,
Pumpkin into chariot...

Said that Spark was gone long back
The moment you stopped reading my eyes
I should have told you all...
Ah! Wish I did...