Okay

Where am I?

      The darkness last forever, but that forever could have been only a few seconds. It's funny how the unknown works. There are no Hollywood movie quotes to tell me what to do or even how i feel. The darkness hit me like a truck. I never truly knew what pain was until now, yet i'm still not afraid. The pain lasts for years which could have been only a second. Time is irrelevant now. I'm dead. Okay. I've reached my freedom, if only this freedom wasn't seemingly eternal darkness. Where's the hell i was promised by those old Hollywood quotes. The ones that said that suicide only leads to hell. Where's my punishment for trying to make it through life but failing, at least i was brave enough to let go before anyone else got hurt. No one will miss me anyway.

  I hear his voice, and then the darkness begins to clear. I'm standing on the side of the road. The road where i killed myself. He's cursing, he's pissed he didn't catch me in time. "you didn't get me bitch". I say but my voice is carried anyway by the wind. He probably can't hear me anyway. I'm definitely dead, i can see my body from here. It's not a pretty sight but the police and ambulances are already on their way to clean me up and make it look like there was never a crumpled broken body lying in the road.

He hears them to, and hurries to leave. He doesn't want to be questioned, and why would he after all he is the one that killed me. In a sense this is irony, i may have jumped but not without being pushed. That small word will kill, but is that okay? For him it is, as for me well i'm dead. Just dead.