My Whole Expanse I Cannot See…

I formulate infinity stored deep inside of me…

Mar 10

Your daily suicides

Category: Creative Flash

You slit your wrists in a crowded bar. You put a bullet through your head at dinner with friends. You casually tumble onto the highway from a moving vehicle. You kill yourself at Starbucks. A dozen imagined suicides everyday. You imagine warm blood running down your arms, you feel the cold gun barrel against your temple. The song in your head goes, “ten good reasons to stay alive, ten good reasons that I can’t find…” A soundtrack to bleeding out. 

A dozen imagined suicides everyday, a dozen morbid prayers for peace. Morbid prayers, but prayers just the same.


2 Comments so far

  1. Alex Carnegie March 10th, 2009 6:00 pm

    “Morbid prayers for peace” – I LIKE IT! Well put.

    Taking it a little more literally and from a Fantasy/Horror writing perspective btw, you have to wonder what kind of a being would recieve/feed off those prayers…

  2. undeadbydawn March 11th, 2009 7:49 am

    Oddly, I never consider suicide. I did for a short time while very young, but I just love being alive far too much to consider ending it.

    And hey, I got a girl who needs her Daddy 🙂