Dark Silence
Dark silence
Deep thoughts
I wake up, I pray, I try to be happy
Try to pretend everything is okay
Try to pretend life is great
But there I am, every freaking day
Dying in silence.
What does life want from me?
What else can I offer life that I have not?
What else can I do that I have not done?
Where else can I turn to?
Life is fucking me really bad.
But there I am, every freaking day
Dying in silence
But no one knows.
They say fast and pray,
have faith and believe
I’ve done all that
But life is still a bitch
But there I am, every freaking day
Dying in silence.
I try to be good.
I try to live `right’
Even though I do not know how.
Life has had its fair share with me.
I am torn and broken each time.
But there I am, every freaking day
Dying in silence.
Emptiness!
Is this the point I give up?
Is this the point I let go?
Is this the point I accept that I have lost,
And let life just have its way?
But there I am, every freaking day
Dying in silence.
People say, “it will get better”.
Friends say, “keep pushing and give your best”.
Families say, “we are in this together”.
What other choice do I have?
“Ireti pi pe lo m’kan sa ko lo”.
But there I am, every freaking day
Dying in silence.
Why can’t I let it all go now?
Why can’t I just put an end to all these life’s sting now?
Why does life have to be a freaking bitch every time?
A little bit more
Just hold on a little longer.
But there I am, every freaking day
Dying in silence.
This time, I’M DONE!
I’ve had enough!
Who fears life anyways!
Who fears death anyways?
“Onyesonwu”
I choose not to die in silence anymore.
This is me screaming.
I refuse to sink into the thorns of life.
Can anyone see me?
Can anyone hear me?
Is anyone there?
I guess this is the end.
“Losing all hope can be freedom”.
