In My Fill, I Have Had Enough by Jessica Ni Leacai

f these eyes would shut their blinds in permanence,
I would happily have the dark hours of death.

If these veins ceased their pulsing in rhythm,
I would gladly greet the gates of hell.

If this heart burst into final flames from agony anguished,
I would whisper my last words of sorrow.

If these feet fell from this weight in torture,
I would stand no more the surface of perserverance.

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About jessienileacai

Irish speaker and artist. I love music, art, languages,literature, history, travel, photography, and comedy. I love Ireland, my heritage, the old ways and the beauty and people of this small island and its surrounding tiny islands
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