Cries Of A Boar

This is not how man should live, with a heart so heavy he sinks through the floor. I get so tired of the fatigues and the sickness. I get so lost within myself. To find anyone, would truly give me some sort of peace – a chance to escape myself would be heaven. Can I be carefree and without worry? Don’t think so, death is all I see. It’s all I think. I feel like one day I will pass, send myself six feet under. Believe me, I would disappear and take the nothingness with me.

Honest words that don’t make sense to me… or to anyone. So leave me to lick my wounded heart and die.

 

I wrote this a week ago, I was contemplating suicide because of my health problems. Didn’t want to share it but I feel like I can now. Anyway, this is the reason i have disappeared for so long. As soon as I get myself back, even if it is the tiniest bit in a flash of a second, I will produce something worthwhile. Wish me luck.

5 thoughts on “Cries Of A Boar

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out /  Change )

Google photo

You are commenting using your Google account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s