Today I died.

hey perceptionists šŸ’™. I hope yall are have a good first quarter of the year, I certainly am not, I’d be happiest in my own apartment making cold coffee just for the fun of it but hey. we dont always get our way. I’ve been sick alot lately and it seems today I’m worst of all. I have for you today a piece very close to my heart and hope you all enjoy it.

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Today I died.

The day I died I woke up next to a bucket of vomit and I started to remember that a mans touch ruined my life. But her lifeless body on white linen with no skin and smile killed me when I rolled on the floor of his 1 room killing him, when I looked down on her in a pad because I was convinced all I had were period pains. The day I died I thought I had killed another person in a car that hit me on a busy road after running an errand I dreaded from home. The day I died i heard the scream of my own voice fading in the wind of his anger. The day i died I flew cross country to look for a hospital equipped to revive me. The day i died i had to pretend i dont feel pain so they wont call me an ungrateful, spoil, needy, attention seeking, lying, liability, the day I died I was told it’s the last time I’ll use the medical aid cause my life is too expensive and he cant afford it. Today I died. The day I died I couldn’t walk, my heart was beating so slow that my brain didnt get oxygen and when it stopped beating I was pronounced dead. The day I died everyone thought I’d wake up brain dead needing a feeding tube for the rest of my life. The day I died I was beaten for thinking about trying to commit suicide. The day I died I lied about what could be a kidney disease so that I wont be called a liar. Today I died. The day I died I hated the career she chose for me cause they chose hers for her, the day I died I stay up all night thinking about all the days I died. The day I died I fight demons implanted in head on times reserved for my sleep. Today I died, having given birth to a baby I’ll never hold, celebrating a birthday or a party I’ll never throw. The day I died I had a scar on my chest for a heart surgery I should have never had. Today I died.

Nomsā¤

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I'm a earthy, loving, charismatic person who loves reading and writing. My best talent is poetry

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