DEATH AND TOO LATE...
Death is horrifying. I can't even imagine experiencing it... How could people easily took their lives (I can't say easily cause I know it's not)? Maybe because they've been numb from the pain. But death is still a horrifying experience not only for the one going to take their lives, but also for their family who would gain the loss of someone close to them. Could you Imagine what they would feel while mourning for you? Life is precious and shouldn't be thrown like some piece of disgusting trash. I know that I don't have the right to judge someone who's suicidal, but what could I do? Should I just give a cold shoulder to someone who's dying right in front of me or turn a deaf ear when someone's screaming for help.
This is what I wished I said and done. But I guess it's too late cause blood had already flowed from her wrist filling the bathtub with a color of red. She's pale and her body has the same color with the white wall. With her open eyes almost like staring into the abyss. I am standing there, shocked. While watching her lifeless body only waiting for the always late ambulance. Well, this is messed up.
