Tuesday, August 31, 2021

THE COLD BLOODY MURDER

I say the cold-blooded murder because it unusual 

for people to know am the jinx of myself

 I might not get there but  am going to dominate

I woke up one day to feel the Castatrophy of life

I felt so lonely wanted to have a mere conversation 

But who, I was in a despondency mood

Those I had, guess I could not communicate very well

Being in my room for God knows when 

I did well in overcoming my ups 

This up was so trivial to them that I could not get over

When I sleep I don't want to reinforce my negative taught 

That I might not wake up from the bed as opposed to the obstacles 

Am going through. They didn't know I am dying slowly 

They might realize it too late when my fears are down with me

Am happy I only carry my cold bloody murder.


IRENEBOADITHEPOET.

 

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