musing,  Poem / Poetry

Nothing is for Certain

These past few days (weeks probably) I’ve been fighting one of the deadly enemy to human. A decease called depression, plus something known to women, hormone imbalance, go just the sound of it makes me want to murder the word, if possible.

Please cheer up because I’m about to depress you and hopefully give you hope. This one is based on my life…


I grew up hearing
that I shouldn’t have been born
All my life I felt
everything about me is wrong

But I have no right to end this life
So I’ll live through this crap
I’ll face every suffering
Take all the pain I can shoulder

I will crawl until I not longer can
I’ll bear the burden of living
Because nothing is for certain
who knows I might win in the end.

I wish you a great weekend!

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