Suicide

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Why do you taunt me so?

Why do you make me live like I am not really living?

Why do I feel that when you come for me you would not be merciful?

Why do I feel like you would be cruel and you will not be in haste?

Why do you tease me so?

You come close but you go away again.

In my sick bed, you were there, when I wriggled in pain that left my body without feeling and my mind dead and I begged for you to ease my suffering

But you went away

The doctors called it a miracle, but I know better

You take away the strong and leave the weak,

The good men and leave evil,

The young, the old, fathers, sons, mothers and daughters

You take away promise and hope for a future

You see, it’s not you that I fear.

It’s your means

It’s the way you take and It's when you take

But I am tired of living with this fear.

What is the essence of life if I cannot truly live and enjoy living?

So tonight, I have decided that I will fear you no longer

For tonight, I will sleep, calmly and beautifully and without fear... unto eternity.

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