Is it strange that I chose death to end this wretchedness. I have considered numerous ways to end it but none have quite appealed to me enough to want to try them.
I was open to drowning but the fact that it would take seven whole minutes before actually feeling the lasting relief of death is too long. Besides, I would much prefer to end it all rather than end up on the brink only to be pulled back.
Hanging also has no appeal given that it also takes 7 minutes for one to die. That and the fact that as your body shuts down, you will shit and piss your pants before your on your way.
poems, short stories and random thought that spring to life in the mind of....... well thats basically it. poems and articles about me.
Tuesday, 26 December 2017
Friday, 17 November 2017
BOTTOM OF THE LAKE
At the bottom of the lake,
where my dreams and hopes,
rippled at the surface
And my regrets and joys
surged and swell underneath
lies the ghost
that once was me...
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