I walked this Earth 36 years and just a little over 2 months.
In the end, the words on my tombstone shall read “The child named ‘it’ – rejected, forgotten, never accepted or loved…”
Just a bit more till we are done.
All my life, i grew up wanting to make a difference in the lives of others. to make it a better brighter place; to care and to love; because i know what it’s like to not feel that way. i know what that pain that feeling that cuts so deep feels like. i know. and my fervent hope all my life was to ensure to the best of my ability and capacity that no one ever felt that way,
Just a little while more till we are done…done with this chronic exhaustion that never seemed to have disappeared.
Just a little while more.