Be my tittle
Am done expecting much from this world
Earth is an amazing planet to be
But my timing i think was wrong.
Thinking how beautiful and amazing God did his work i do
Dwelling much on his 6th day of creation i question
Where he really placed my rib is what i wanna know.

Thinking of writing a suicidal note is not part of my plan
Choosing celibacy life seems to be my only option
For my heart has ejected enough blood
Am soon going into a comma
I understand my nurse went on a strike
But i wish she could be human
Does she really care about me?

I got all the prescribed medicine at my vicinity
But she missed to indicate what dose and time to take them
What if i take excess dosage
Will she be able to explain the why questions to the world?

To my friends i make this request
Kindly tell those that i cared about that
I have been strong enough but its due time
Time for me to die so that i dont be a burden to her
It will be better maybe looking at my grave than seeing me breath
For she already killed me long time ago
She stopped checking on me
Taking me for oxygen therapy
Advising me on the best diet for my nutrition
I got the cash with no one to send
I got the heart with no one to handle it
I got the feeling but the feeling of pain which i dont wanna project on anyone

I give up
Motivation wont do me good
But taking my suffering garment off and assigning me my nurse to stitch me up
Its the 2nd last thing i ask of you
The last favor i need....

Incase i dont make it to the finish line
Allow her to read my eulogy
Let her tell those who had invested in me that i really had hope in her
Let it be known to my parents that i changed the rule of the game
Let her tell them she was my doctor but i turned her to be my love
Let it be open that i never had a chronic condition before her
But unfortunately i developed chronic illness due to her treatment
Let it be known that she had the antidote
But she had so many clients to serve