biting my lip as tears stream down my face. prepared for any pain to hit me. thrown in the deep sea, desiring to sink. drifting down to the sea floor, letting the water rush into my body. tying the knot, ready to fall into nonexistent arms. gun to the head all ready and loaded. blade pressed against my skin holding back the flow. a dozen pills in my mouth ready to corrupt my body. bottle of whiskey numbs my soul, giving me a push to take the pain even further. standing at the edge prepared to walk off effortlessly. craving angel wings to fly away to never land, where i can be young forever.
