The past weeks were like a heavy cross burdening my heart. I think it all started knowing that my father had denied me name and existence. I know it is a sign of being week but it totally shock me knowing that my existence it really a toll for him in his life. I shouldn’t care likewise since this is my life but still, I can’t stop my heart grieving over this fact. I wanted to cry and I wanted to scream. I wanted to topple down as much as I could place my fingers on. But the bitter fact that I can't accpet was that all no matter what I do and no matter how hard I strive, I wuill never have anything!!!
So many people have been asking what is wrong. Well, I can’t answer them because what I am feeling is beyond words for me to explain. Today, I no longer the zest to live; Today, I beg God to end it. I am pleading that someone my truck my chest with a knife and stop my heart from beating.
I wanted it stop.
I wanted for my heart to smile.
I just want to live but why am I wishing for my life to end?
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