I tried to starve myself, But I ain't dying.
I don't wanna jump off a building, cos I'm afraid I'll start flying!
I'm thinking of taking some substance and start to smoke or chase or jab it.
But I know this won't help either cos I'll only develop a habit!
When I go to sleep, I pray I won't wake up next morning.
Now I've realized Death, she doesn't want me yet. Guess I'll just continue Living! =)
© Niranjan Noel Joseph
“This is how moths speak to each other. They tell their love across the fields by scent. There is no mouth, the wrong words are impossible, either a mate is there or she is not, and if so the pair will find each other in the dark.” ~ Barbara Kingsolver, Prodigal Summer
1 comment:
Imba nemi..
the Karma one was good too
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