Freedom.
To be or not to be
Was everything she said
Just a few seconds before
She put a bullet in my head
‘Not to be’ , hmm
It was what She chose
Curious about what comes after
And this chapter did close.
I looked down below
And up above
It was nowhere
No hate no love
Nobody was there
I was alone
The place i wanted to be the most
But my heart did moan
The pain became physical now
I was free mentally
Slowly as my body disintegrated
Into a strenuous anomaly
I didn’t exist anymore
For judgement
I didn’t breath anymore
For predicament
To be or not to be
Was all I said
Just a few seconds before
I put a bullet in my head.
Shirley Moorjani
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