Hold on
I want to die.
Seeing this arrogant world collapsing and myself In this state of mind I just want to die.
But I can't.
I can't take my own life
Nor do I have the right to.
Then I decide to ask for it.
But I can't do that either.
Because there are some irresistible small pleasures of this world that keeps me dragging back.
Love; for instance.
Love of my parents, friends and every other person I'm attached to.
And finally my inconsistent desire to be loved by someone special.
Someone whom I could call my own,
And mine alone.
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