Dark Thoughts

Cat

I wanted to do it, take all the pills and go to bed in hopes of never waking up. I debated, holding the plastic jar of pain killers in my right hand and in my left a glass of water.

No one would notice.
No one would care.
I've got no person who I can turn to.
Not like I can rely on anyone they all turn me away and find me annoying. My depression is too much for them to listen to and my anxiety it too much for them to be around.

Who would even care that I left?

I signed and put down the glass of water, replacing it will emptying the bottle into my hand. I looked out into the night and saw the stars twinkling and shining. Maybe I'll turn into a star once I'm gone, I thought to myself.

I smiled at the thought and brought the pills up to my face. I stopped abruptly as something rubbed against my leg. I looked down to see orange eyes staring up at me and a meow escaped the fluffy creature.

I looked at the pills and put them back into its rightful place, setting the bottle back onto the top shelf, reaching to push it to the very back where it can be forgotten. At least for now.

A squeaking meow echoed the tiled room and I reached down to pick up the black furry. I clutched him against my chest and face and let the tears escape my eyes. Vibration left the cat and I kissed it's head.

This little guy would miss me I thought. He licked my thumb in response and purred into my hands.

I think I'll stay at least for him.