Why now?

After life is lost

After wrists are slit

And death has arrived.


Why care?

When you don’t

Just following a norm

Tears of the mass majority.


I’m really tired. Of all the people. All the faces that surround me all the time. Just disappointments. So sick of being with so many people yet being alone. Just tired of everyone. Tired of everything. Worst part is? This blog is the only thing that listens. Well, I think.

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Posted by:A'Isha Adams

Mind of a frantic poet. Ambition of an entrepreneur. The heart of an old soul.