If I fade away like a leaf,
And my voice is silenced, my breath leaves,
I hope you'll read these words I've sent,
And find the meaning that my heart means.
I hope you'll see the depth I've hid,
The struggles, tears, the weight I've rid,
And though I'm gone, you'll understand,
The cries I whispered, the outstretched hand.
But don't you dare, don't you feel sorry for me,
Don't waste your tears, or sympathy,
For if you couldn't help when I was alive,
Why shed tears now, when I'm no longer here to thrive?
I hope you'll find your happiness,
In the freedom from the weight of me,
If my presence was a burden, a strain,
Then let my absence be a sweet refrain.
Don't mourn my passing,
Don't whisper eulogies, or shed a single tear,
Just live your life, with all its might,
And let my memory fade into the light.
But still, I know, you'll do none of these,
You'll feel the guilt, the weight of what if's,
You'll wonder what you could've done,
To change the course, to make me stay, to have won.
You'll read these messages, and feel the sting,
Of neglect, of absence, of what could've been,
You'll realize too late, the signs I showed,
The cries for help, the low whispers.
Still, I'll leave these words behind,
A testament to the heart and mind,
That beat with hope, that loved with fire,
And though I'm gone, my words will always speak
For I have been speaking without being heard,
For so long,
I'm tired of fighting alone with no changes.
So read these messages, and understand,
The depth of love, the weight of hand,
That reached out, pleaded, cried out loud,
And in the silence, found its shroud.
Dear Beloved,
Always pay attention to the actions and words if people around you
Most people have been speaking indirectly
Let's give full attention and follow up to the pain, struggle when communicated directly or indirectly
Alokan Temilade Victoria
Light Lamp
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