A/N: Trigger warning for suicidal thoughts
Every car that rolls by? It's another chance to die.
I see one coming. Is the speed enough?
Enough to end my life?
Would I really take that step, into the middle of the road?
What would it feel like? Metal crushing into my bones.
Here comes the truck, the one I see every day.
Do I really want to end my life here?
I never wanted to die this way.
It's raining lightly.
I've always loved the rain. I would like to die in it.
The water washing the blood away. Tears mixed with droplets in my cheeks.
But it isn't raining enough. It's only a mist.
I wouldn't want to die in only this much rain.
What about the driver?
Could I make them a killer?
And could I do that to my friends?
Give them that pain?
Do I care?
Or am I numb to their emotions in this moment.
And if I failed?
What would happen then?
They'd see me lying there, in the hospital, and it would hit them.
What I had almost done.
And if I succeed?
I can't do it now. I haven't said goodbye. I can't leave without saying goodbye.
But the temptation still comes.
To step out, in front of the car.
But I can't.
I can't.
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Petals of Eternity
PoetryA bunch of poems and metaphorical shorts. Some may be triggering for those struggling with depression, suicide, etc. But some of them will also be meant to give hope.