Thabiso

Today is the day that I despise amongst all not because it is my mother’s birthday but because this was the day she went all out and now I would never get to taste those wonderful delicacies.

I looked down at the township from up here people looked so tiny but today there no people out on the streets, today was eerily quiet. I lay back on the roof and closed my eyes, besides me was 2 Romans pizza and a cold drink, “Happy birthday mom and merry Christmas.” I said as I lifted up one slice of pizza before divulging it.

I missed her and that was no understatement, I stood up and walked closer to the edge of the flat and looked down it was a steep drop. I stepped back a little as I shook the thoughts out of my mind that wanted me to just end it.

Suicidal thoughts was what played on my mind, wanting to end all of this misery that I felt deep inside of me. The cries of the people I robbed was what keeps me up at night.

I walked back to where I was sitting and took another slice, just for today suicide will be my last thought.