Comatose

I've cried into a bowl it's a liter and a half. Life has been unfair to me and Its taken a quarter of my joy and peace. Stuck in a space between hard feelings and flactuating emotions. I wouldn't want to graduate into depression it's better I write and bleed out my feelings of distress. As I bleed it out it comes with relieve of the choking I have felt, as I bleed it out my believes are finding a stable ground. I have bled alot of it and if it were blood I would be in haemorrhagic shock right now, floating in a different world of comatose yet being alive is no longer my choice to make. The beauty of life starts with you and ends with you, make a decision today and make it START WITH YOU.