Wednesday, May 2, 2012
Death...
So we meet again.I'm in my highest heels got my make-up on point got my black dress,my hair is styled and to complete the look I've got my shades on.Like every other time I think I'm ready,until the final day then you reveal the weakness in me till the tears run down my race and I'm at my weakest.
You've managed to creep into my family once again, you've taken what belongs to me once again nd yes once again you've pierced into my heart and stolen what was once a part of my life...you make me wonder, and ask questions that no man has answers to! You've taken me to the graveyard once again and again and again but still I can never get used to you. Sometimes it takes years to sink in and but still these wounds that you've created have not healed.
Look its ok! Its ok that you come when I least expect you to,but its ok, its ok that you come and take those that I love the most,its ok... I've seen them come and I've seen them go and my gran says I'm still to see a lot but its ok... One day we'll meet and I'll stare at you right in the eye but till then please be gentle,give me a break once in a while...please don't take them all at once spare my grandparents and my parents so that they can atleast see me obtain my phd and walk down the isle.
You are not my best friend! No man is! But please be friendly! Be gentle and kind if you can...I love these people and cannot afford to loose anymore of them.
You've made me weak! Torn me down and at times you've made me feel as though I could never move on and continue to live my life.So please be gentle ALLOW MY SOUL TO HEAL,till we meet again
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