Category: death

Hello Death, Can You See Me?

I think about my mom whom I haven’t seen in years and all I want to do is get into my car and drive. I think about my Dad and my sister’s who will forever hate me and it takes everything inside of me to not want to cry. I think that is why I began to close myself off from the Universe because if my own blood don’t even want me what shot in the dark do I actually have?

Appreciate A Moment

I could tell that everything surrounding this moment was different. I could tell that through her pain she could no longer recognize the family she had loved over this last few years. I want to scream and trash their office out of anger but then I realize that will never let her come home and would only have me acting as a fool.

The Best Intentions

I can’t help but think about the greatest of lives and wonder why it is that they got taken out that way. The lives with the greatest potential to impact the most lives are the ones that we will get lost in the grind as we try to find them. At least their message isn’t lost.

How Life Should’ve Been

Call it bad memories that had left a poor taste in my mouth. I will never forget the night that happened when I noticed that all my fish were in fact swimming upside down. The boyfriend that I was living with at the time had got a ride to my girlfriends house that he was banging behind my back. He didn’t say to me that is where he was going but only somebody with her head in the clouds would ignore the facts that I had seen.

A Life Pre-Lived

My social media was becoming the same way. I like to have a purpose for people to come and find me but it didn’t matter anyways because most people didn’t come and stay. Does that make sense? Kind of. It’s like I think it’s just a numbers game for most people. They think once they have you sticking around that you will always stick around so they don’t have to buy into what you are saying or giving you their support.

To Be Human

I am only human and it is inevitable that I am going to make mistakes. I am going to make mistakes that I don’t even know I am making and there will be nights when those mistakes will keep me awake. We should all feel accepted in the bodies that we were born to be instead of being hated, made to conform into somebody else.

A Directional Zig Zag

So I maybe a little bit sensitive. Aren’t we all? I think for me it is because there are a million things I want to know about before the day comes that I die. I am fully aware that I have no idea of what is to come of me or the animals that I gave a loving place to call home. The idea that life gets reduced to absolutely nothing is something that I can’t stomach. Who can? Only the demonic maybe and that is why some of us walk a very fine line.

What Does Death Look Like?

What does death look like? Why I think he is in the faces of all of our family and friends. There is a clock that is always ticking for us and will keep doing so until the day that we get too old. Why is it we are scared when we are all destined to go through the same thing? I think it has to do with the unknown and all the uncertainty with it that death brinks.

Burned Alive

Could you imagine being burned alive? Now imagine the person pouring gasoline on your car and setting your car ablaze all while believing you were unconscious in the backseat, now imagine that person calling you a friend.

A Mother’s Love

My biggest fear is that I know it will be impossible for me to love him forever. I know that life will happen and it’s the finality of death I fear. Without fully knowing where we are going I can’t help but feel the tears escape my eyes. All I want is the life that I was promised so that I can be forgiven in order for my son to thrive. I would give up everything just to see him be happy in every possible way in life before he dies.