Kiss of Death

Prologue

I gaze up at the glowing moon, my breath slowly condensing against the sharp, cool glass. The soft haze of pink dances in the sky, clouds gracefully spreading out precisely yet so delicately. As I look outside my mind wanders to freedom and happiness. I am at peace and my mind is filled with comforting waves of calm and contentment. The black birds are harsh against the sky but add to the timeless beauty we are surrounded by. They live their lives with nature, with the gifts we have been given.Through sharp and delicate leaves. Vivid and sweet flowers. Crisp and inviting clean air. As I focus my attention to the warmth of my room, I feel trapped. The once comforting heat now feels clammy and unnatural. My many possessions don't matter or compare to the undisturbed image in front of me. Nothing man can ever create will provide the same emotions I get as I dream about the sky. When you look at the sky, you are instantly transported; you can be anywhere in this infinite universe. My home comforts are confining and blocking me from something I could have. I often lose myself wondering what it would be like if the world was never tainted, if humans lived with what was given instead of selfishly craving more. Our greed will always be our worst enemy, pouncing on every speck of a chance that there could be more and more and more. We now just drown in our constant want, immune to what is so valuable.

I hoped these words would be my last. That I could finally free myself from life imprisonment in this body, in this world.

All I want from this life is for it to end.

For the constant menacing hum in the back of my head to silence and decease with my body.

This was it.

As I assessed and analysed every inch, every nook and cranny of my surroundings knowing this sight would be my last I could feel the pills slowly intoxicate my blood, poison pulsing through my veins. When the world started to blur and all I once knew fell into the blackness of my heart, all I felt was contentment. For I had full control over my being, no longer only scratching the surface to initiate some kind of reaction, whether that be pain or fulfilment. I am myself now, and that's all that matters.