If you are reading this that means am dead. And yeah! Of course! it is all your fault. You knew what I was going through and chose to ignore. I gave you all the reasons why I would do this but your all time response was “am extremely dramatic.” You chose to listen to yourself more than me and that drew me closer to six feet under. My perfect was my mental freedom. Tried all the best but enough was enough. I was in between walls that had doors, I knocked on each one of them but nobody opened, tried to open them myself but I couldn’t. Therefore, I gave my heart a break. The party was too loud for me to stay in. Weirdo me, kept fighting every demon the darkest place kept throwing hard at me. But time was up. And as I am jotting right now one of my main artery on my hand is clipped all is flowing like Mississippi, all the pain is gone and believe me this is the sweetest thing I have ever felt since birth. Am sorry everything made me numb instead of strong. And I became a sucker for pain.
Little did they know,
This is bruised,
This is hurt,
She was weak,
Joints were sick,
Black-blue mark,
All over her trunk,
painful was her back,
Her life felt so blank.
They had no time,
But were at the burial,
It was show time,
They all brought flowers,
Waiting to resume,
To their places,
Wore glasses and perfumes,
Not to spoil their pretty faces,
Huh! Humans.
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Decisions
RandomMaking decisions about yourself is the hardest 💔 task. But as one takes time to read out loud themselves there is always a wise decision rather than the decisions made in a rush. NOTE BEST; This article is not written to mock the ones that have alr...
