The Only Reason

SilverXball

I set myself a limit

Twenty eight days

On the twenty eighth 

My life would change

Or more likely

End

And so, on that day

I trudged down to the lake

With a bag

Water, and 6 prescription drugs

And I cried

And as of my selfishness

I cried some more

But, as I'd never been the lucky type

Someone heard me

And as a reached for the anti depressants

I heard a voice

Assuming it was God's punishment

I worked faster

It got louder

One, two, three

"That'll kill you, ya know?"

Four, five, six

"Miss are you okay?"

Seven, eigh-

"Miss, you must stop now."

The bottle disappeared

I reached for empty air

But that space was soon full

With something bigger

Something with life

"Miss, do you have anything to live for?"

I felt like a child asking for my bottle back 

I answered

No. I never have.

"Not a friend? Not family?"

Why would I be friends with cookie cutter, plastic dolls

All the same 

All to blame

The voice didn't leave

"Miss, is there a single thing in your life to live for?"

 I wanted the voice to leave

I have a dog

"And that's it?"

Yes

"Then you won't be needing these."

My bag disappeared

And I was left

With empty space

And a full mind

 

  • Author: A Silver Sky (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: April 29th, 2018 04:54
  • Category: Short story
  • Views: 22
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Comments3

  • Mottakeenur Rehman

    Nice to read!

  • onepauly

    quit fooling around and feed your dog. I thought of suicide many times. if I was going to do it. I would have.when you reach the fine line you think differently.

    • SilverXball

      I live with other people, he wouldn't starve...

    • Dgrace1994

      Wow, I love this



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