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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