Here I am, walking very painfully and I couldn't get my body up.
I chose to kneel on this cold hard floor with my sweats dripping down my face.
Tears as they roll down together and my life flashes back before my eyes.
I could feel that my heartbeat gets slower and my pulse gets lower.
Maybe it'll stop later and the life that flashes before my eyes is so evident and bright.
As I am lifting my sorrow and my pain into pieces of boulder.
I drop the boulders and let it crush onto me.
It has been me, I will end the pain and let it consume me.
YOU ARE READING
𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘵𝘳𝘺𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘰 𝘩𝘰𝘭𝘥 𝘰𝘯
Randomwriting this because I've been sick and have nowhere else for my feelings to be heard of
