As I write, my heart is bleeding. The words may not come out right, but right now, I write, not because there's anything to write about, but my heart is bleeding. I used to have a best friend, way back in secondary school. Every morning, his tiny fingers caressed my right cheek as we waited patiently for the day's classes. He didn't last long enough to realise his best friend began wearing glasses. He died. Oh! How my heart bleeds. My new best friend suffers a regular ailment, she begs for her life almost all the time. I cry! Oh yes, I cry, not because I'm not sure when we'll say our goodbyes, but because it's inevitable. Death is inevitable.
What are we fighting for? What are we aiming to get out of life? A lecturer I saw before last year ended, died before I could say Jack. I wasn't so close to him, but I felt the loss. The more I write this, the scarier it is. Someday, I'll disappear from this world. I'll take my craziness,my friendliness, my emotions, my guilt,and everything else with me.... I hope it happens when I'm old.
Sometimes, I find it difficult to close my eyes and sleep for a while. Sometimes, I wish I could protect everyone I love.
Sometimes, I wonder how many of my primary school classmates are still breathing. Sometimes, I just wonder... Someone asked me sometime ago if I could die for anyone, someone that means a lot to me. I looked at him and said 'I don't know'. Weeks later, I began to think of a world without my mum, my dad, my brother, and my two sisters. It then dawned on me. If there's a world like that, I don't want to be in it. So, yes! If I have to die for any of them, it would be worth it. That way, I won't have to pass through the torture of living without them. If you love someone, let them know. Life's too short. R.I.P to all lost souls, both people we've met and people we weren't opportuned to meet. How terrible it is to love something or someone that death can touch. I'm sad right now, still I gotta eat. Why should my stomach pay for my aching heart? Cheers!
What are we fighting for? What are we aiming to get out of life? A lecturer I saw before last year ended, died before I could say Jack. I wasn't so close to him, but I felt the loss. The more I write this, the scarier it is. Someday, I'll disappear from this world. I'll take my craziness,my friendliness, my emotions, my guilt,and everything else with me.... I hope it happens when I'm old.
Sometimes, I find it difficult to close my eyes and sleep for a while. Sometimes, I wish I could protect everyone I love.
Sometimes, I wonder how many of my primary school classmates are still breathing. Sometimes, I just wonder... Someone asked me sometime ago if I could die for anyone, someone that means a lot to me. I looked at him and said 'I don't know'. Weeks later, I began to think of a world without my mum, my dad, my brother, and my two sisters. It then dawned on me. If there's a world like that, I don't want to be in it. So, yes! If I have to die for any of them, it would be worth it. That way, I won't have to pass through the torture of living without them. If you love someone, let them know. Life's too short. R.I.P to all lost souls, both people we've met and people we weren't opportuned to meet. How terrible it is to love something or someone that death can touch. I'm sad right now, still I gotta eat. Why should my stomach pay for my aching heart? Cheers!
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