I ponder death
What would it be?
What would it mean?
Most importantly
Do I want it?
My world died to give life to this
This bleak existence
If it's that at all
But not only did it die
I killed it
And if I throw away
This world
So carelessly
What justification
Do I have for the blood on that knife?
If I throw away
This world
I might as well have let him kill me
Then he would have lived at least
But no!
I think
He would have killed again
I saved lives
By ending my previous
There is my justification!
There is my reason!
And with that ensured
I can safely close my eyes
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Inside the Asylum ✓
Short StoryA teenage girl murders her brother, forcing her into the local asylum. But what if she's not really crazy? One tragedy. One girl. Four white walls. Welcome to the Asylum. [a poetic short story] **Awards** 1st in Short Story - The Champ Easter Award...
