As I could remember,
It was the 2nd day of December.
There are only twenty-three days left before it's Christmas,
And everyone will be glad to do the things they must.
But then here I am, I am lying on my bed,
Watching the clock ticking fast ahead.
Thinking if I should go on in life,
If it is worth for fighting and living for just another night.
Minutes, hours , days until it became months and years.
I am still alone for all the days I am surrounded by fear.
One, two, three, four and five,
Even if I counted all those numbers I will never feel alive.
You know what, until now I am still fooling myself,
Thinking that everything will be alright,
That If I only have a person at my side.
I am always asking myself, How can i keep moving on?
Stress keeps filling within me,
Pouring those unknown feelings and this deadly anxiety.
I also got blinded by those scary scenes happening in my mind,
Saying that no one will save me and I will never be find.
I did tried, I really tried to walk at least one, two and three steps forward,
But then this situation pulled me a hundred more times steps backward.
I am scared.
I am tired.
and I have been crushed a hundred million time.
Should I end this kind of misery?,
because I can't longer pick those shattered pieces of me.
What should i do to make it fine,
I've been carrying this of all the time.
Then, my mind came up with this kind of solution.
As they could remember,
It was the 2nd day of December.
A girl hanged herself.
