Turn off the lights
Lower the sound - or silent
Stop talking for a bit - perfect decorum
Let him think
Let him sink himself in the ocean of his thoughts
He needs to clear the waves in his mind
For some time - maybe longer.
A filthy parasite is eating at his core
All that makes him whole
All that Is deep inside
Leaves him lifeless- at least not living
The blooming flowers in him are cutting themselves
He hardly feel alive
Burn out - lost - empty - empty
He now face life in the face of a cancerous ulcer
©njavwa.s.p
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