The last minutes have come down rolling on my demoralized heart.
There is no turning back even in the face of my crippled throbbing heart.
My heart feels as heavy as the havershock on my back
I can feel the inner care of my heart trembling like the last flickers of dying flame.
Drip drip drip, the translating droplets of what the bottle in my hands contains mingle with my crackling tongue.
I can feel the roller coaster of briefs and memos enveloping me during these last few minutes of my existence
Finally my nerves are slowly crawling back into my skin and lm collecting my scattered wits.
I reluctantly take a mouthful of the bitter substance and make my last gulp.
Pain is now my welcomed guest as l experience the last minutes of my prolonged suffering.
The time where the sun shatters my darkness into fragments , making my impending doom vanish alighting and illuminating the darkness of my petrified soul has finally arrived
Good bye world!
©chirryimma
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