Precariousness

medley of thoughts trampling in my head, in these hot days making me experience those chills under my nerves. throwing a die, tossing the coin, picking chits to get over that nerve wrecking uncertainty. why does being a human being that difficult. treading the path with everything you have and at the boulevard realizing what you have lost imbibes you with immense pain and affliction. this state has become an irony to my name Ms. Gay. though wearing that smile on my face but it's very essence has left me at now. your exit out of my life would shatter me into pieces which no longer would be mustered to raise a new Ms.Gay, because this time I'll surrender to my stars. I'll resign to the destiny with all the portions she has for me.