Today I am no more, deep inside the belly of earth covered with filth and dirt. I lie here with my dreams intact. I wish I could go back to the world but wishes were only wished.
Dear World, All I have with me are memories so vivid as if it has just been generated from the studios, so clear as if it was shot directly from a pinhole yet these memories are the only pages I kept from a book I call "my life"
"The world erred" so my last moment on earth was full of sorrows and grief. I remember been laid in state and I was overwhelmed at the number of mourners present at my departing flight from earth. Friends recalled how kind I was, my church members kept wondering why I decided to take the life I didn't create. They were in shock and so was I. I kept wondering if all these people knew me. The tears alone could bring me back if it was possible but alas it was late.
Dear World, I watched on as well wishers talked highly about me and the anger in me shot up as a rocket been launched into space. Many questions ran through my mind but just as a toddler learns how to take the first steps, I was clueless and out of sorts
Dear World, I remember that day when I took that walk of solitude. I walked through a sea of friends yet no one noticed me, my thoughts were battered with depression and no one noticed it just because everyone was so busy with their lives. Behind the smile was a grieving heart, behind that cheerful look was a dying soul. I lived my last days fighting depression and anxiety but society was blind to see it
Dear World, Life was meant to be lived so I thought but I wish I lived mine. The world hasn't been fair to me and I look back with anger. Society has set a status quo and our lives revolve around it, the pressures of our lives are intertwined with a fast moving world and we have been forced to run with it.
So Dear World, you have lost a gem because you failed to pay attention, you were much engrossed in your own activities so it was difficult to spot a fallen son. You didn't hear the sound of my wails not because it wasn't loud enough but perhaps you chose to; who knows? I was marveled I was left alone to fight a battle I didn't start with weapons I couldn't handle, how pathetic?
Dear World, I want to cry now but I just realized it isn't possible in my new home. Can I say I am free from the pains now? I don't think so because I knew I could have won the war with a "little" help. Believe me! I tried my best to win but to be honest the arsenals sent my way pierced deep into the very organ responsible for masterminding my victory; so the battle was lost even before it commenced
Dear World, I have had enough of you and decided to take my own life. Yes!! I took it and today lying here I realized the extent of the harm I have done to my race.....
Dear World, tell the next generation about me, let them know that once upon a time I lost a battle because I couldn't fight alone. Tell them to help each other in the battles they face, tell them it is possible together, tell them to embrace each other, tell them about my desire to fight alone and how it cost me, tell them dear world.....tell them
Only if my friends knew Only if the world knew it And only if they noticed I was dying before I died
But alas it is too late now and I have to painfully accept my new home.....deep in the bosom of the earth
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