Before I Die.

Run for your life, if you want to shine.

Haunting time, is more of a crime.

Dear,

Appearance is a crucial factor. It can easily cover up the expenses of those tons of beauty products garbaged on face everyday.

Sometimes I beg for death rather than insanity.

Yes, in a world like ours, it is called insanity rather than ability.

Every path leads to mockery. Every decision leads to regret. And every breath leads to suffocation.

Exhausted.

I am.

From me.

Wish I were never born.

Henceforth. I leave. I die. Its peaceful and quite. Like a river into ocean bed.

~Jagira Weston.

As planned, I packed my bag and silently sneaked out of the house, mourning for my parents for the one last time. They laid dead afresh on the bed. A mother strong at heart, a father weak in bones, a sister with innocent soul.

How pitiful.

Considering the most depressing location, where I actually belong, this little navigated there. High up in the mountains, deep within the forests, across a shallow river, through a tribe, there was a cave with wondrous delights.

Reaching was easiest of all when you are frequent visitor. But the point was, "Is anyone else going to get hurt from me?"

I hoped not.

Never.

I sat with a hand on head, like doomed woman. Before you jump, look two steps ahead. And now I am standing on a cliff.

The old diary I had, I will read it for my relief, before I get consumed by my faith, like a moth nearing the flames of death.

Hence begins inspection of the process of decaying.

Little by Little, Part by Part, We have dusking Star.