I can almost feel it breathing down the back of my neck.
I could have sworn i heard it whisper in my ear.
I feel it tugging at my wrists and tangling itself around my lungs and throat.
I see it clouding up my vision.
I sense it just around the corner.
But the odd thing is, i'm not scared or worried. It comes to everyone at some point. Sometimes young sometimes old. Sometimes by accident and sometimes deliberately.
But either way, we'll all be gone one day. So why not now.
It doesn't scare me at all.
Why should it?
It's a permanent escape.
I'd be free.
