Had a doctor tell me, "The path of life is long and hard with much pain along the way." He said, "We must all endure." I smiled as I looked at him and told him that I'd taken a step off that path and found the freedom of the grass much more pleasant. I held out the razor "It's better here," I said as I watched yet another drop fall to the growing puddle of red on the linoleum. I reached into my coat pocket and put down the folded note, "I don't know if you can still read this..." the red had crept on to it too, it seemed to be everywhere, the red. 'Maybe it is...' I thought as the blackness came over my vision and the doctor rushed towards me. I don't think he'd seen the red until I'd shown him the blade...
Didn't want to open my eyes, "Do I have eyes anymore?" I asked my self, unknown amount of time later... I took a breath, "Damn I can breathe... That means life doesn’t it? Damn..."
Am I alone again? I open my eyes. Someone is holding my hand, can't see the light is in my eyes. I hear a gasp of thank god and the someone hugs me. I don't want this person here; I just want to sit in the darkness alone. They don't seem to want to leave as I struggle to push them weakly off me. Another someone enters. I hear them come towards the bed. "How long?..." I'm surprised at the weakness in my voice. The woman who had been holding me lets go. I know it's a woman from the sent she wears. I slip back into sleep, wishing I wouldn't wake up again, but I know I will. It's not the first time I've been here, I know it won't be the last. For I seem to cling to my unsavory habit of living.
~+Your Newest God+~ · Wed Aug 09, 2006 @ 07:29pm · 0 Comments |