Post by Absinthe on Jul 28, 2005 15:54:32 GMT -6
This is a story I wrote during a particularly difficult period of my life. It conveys the state of my emotions quite well.
I tried to tell myself not to think about it - that they don't know me, but my heart simply
won't let go. Their words cut deep into my soul. Most people would simply shake it off and
normally so would I. Today is different. I am at my wits-end and I just can't take it
anymore. The insults I've endured would normally roll off like rain, but not today. Today
they seep in like sweat and bring me to tears. Why me? I'm not a bad person. I do all that
I can. It's never good enough and I've finally realized that it will never be.
I pick up that knife...again holding it to my wrist. I'm going to go through with it this
time. Nobody cares anyway. I might as well rid them of the burden that is me. The tears
roll down my cheek, clouding my vision. I press down.... hard, letting out a scream of agony.
My breaths are short and limited. I begin to slip out of consciousness. Nobody can save me now.HELP ME!!!
I'm losing grip now. The world is spinning away from me. I can feel myself falling,but I can't do anything about it. I feel so powerless. I'm getting weaker by the second. I
don't think I'm going to make it. My mind is slowing...it's hard to think. The pain is
drifting away now. I feel nothing. Just anger. Anger at myself for going through with it.
Anger.... at the world I'm leaving behind. I can't move...or breathe.I feel someone beside me. Who it is, I don't know. I try to scream for help, but no sound
escapes my stationary lips. I feel so cold...my heart is slowing to a stop. It gives one
last attempt at reviving me, but it fails. I see a bright light and then...darkness.