My Last Words *This is a little monologue I wrote for a college play*
I was never been called for a trial
But was executed.
I never spoke
They called me dumb.
My thoughts weren`t expressed
They called me a hypocrite.
I want to speak now, but I`m speechless!
I give what I get
Not been getting much.
I`m not a coward,
I want to face this world
But my heart is weak, I`m numb.
Oh! I forgot to say!
I have been poisoned.
I was promised but I have been deceived
I was advised but I have been misguided
I have been taught but it`s not the truth
I ask to myself, am I living or existing?
I don’t know, but I’m sure
I`m dying.
I`m not waiting for a saviour
I don’t believe in any either
If there was any,
Why would He let this world burn?
Why wouldn’t He hear me?
Why wouldn’t He answer me?
Why would He let me become suicidal?
Oh! I get it!
Maybe the answer is
My death!
I wish I were cruel as others
I wish my mind is as corrupted as the world
I wish my heart is as strong as a terrorist`s heart
Because they deserve a place in this world,
Full of cannibals and I don’t
I don’t, I don’t, I don’t.
My mom would have been here to bid farewell
If that bullet didn’t land on her chest
My dad would have counselled me
If he would stayed home, when
That missile shattered his office.
I wouldn’t have taken this poison
If you and me were friends.