I thought if I enter adulthood
I will be cured by some accidental miracle
But Im not
Mélancolie , Sadness hits me like a train
Hugged me so tight and told me how much she missed me
Dragged me by my hand to the place we used to share .
Place so bright yet so dark filled with self doubt and nothing but the urge to exit earth
She told me that the process of growing up can't be done without her.
How dare I? to left her behind in my teens when she used to dig me a grave with 16 candles on it.
How disrespectful of me to run from the cemetery.
She gets angry at me ,she told me how uncontrollable I became. How did I become so dream full and lost the strange taste of death on my lips .
Suffocate me ,
Drag me to the cemetery once again ? I thought , she had no other candles on her hands ?
How can I end up here in my 20s?