Suicide
will be my greatest accomplishment. The only feat I'll be remembered for. My courage, my planning will be a surprise. No one will suspect. l'll win. Those are the thoughts, tantalizing, seductive, relentless, that give me purpose, an attainable goal. It's all I have to hold onto while I delay, living out the days and numbers that count plus one, slowly plodding again and again. Each day ending with the same prayer: that I sleep the endless sleep that my last breath leaves me mid dream and I die beneath the covers. |
Monday, 17 April 2023
Suicide
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depression,
suicide,
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