Hidden Secrets of Her Life

I'm gonna publish this thing that I wrote two nights back while fighting back my tears. I'm not really sad. And even if I'm sad, I feel okay with it. I feel okay with most of the things and that makes me wonder if I'm getting back to a normal person who doesn't overthink and screws everything up or I'm just suppressing my emotions again. I have done that before I think and I just exploded. I'm afraid it is going to happen again. I'm not sure when will I write next or whether I'll be able to type it all because it has been pretty hard for me to communicate or just speak of what I feel or think. A couple of great life events is going to happen this month. Probably this week or next.  So here it is.

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Someone do me a favor,

hold my shaky hands

while I try to make a vertical cut,

on my wrist with an old, rusty razor.

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Someone do me a favor,

hold on to my words,

and help me continue when my hands are frozen,

while I try to pour out my last thoughts on a piece of paper.

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Someone do me a favor,

hold me close in your arms,

tell me "Everything will be alright"

while I close my eyes for one last time,

and drift off to a faraway place. 

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Miss me when I'm gone.

Miss me for the good things I've done.

Miss me, please miss me.

Forgive me and forget all the troubles that I caused.

Miss me for the love that I've always tried to share.