Fan Fiction ❯ Book for This Life ❯ My Suicide ( Chapter 10 )
[ Y - Young Adult: Not suitable for readers under 16 ]
There’s a gun to my head
And there’s a finger on the trigger
A hands on the wall
With blood dripping down the finger tips
The hand moves
Causing the red liquid to smear
The crimson trails are small
As the hand marks the smooth surface
That hand drops in my lap
And my eyes open half way
I move my head slightly
And the gun moves with it
The weapons touching my scalp
I almost shiver at the cold steel
My eyes flow with tears
Leaving my cheeks and neck covered with wet warmness
I remember the wound I had made
And my eyes travel to the pool of blood
I lift my unoccupied hand again
My forefinger moving through the cold stuff
I bring it up to put something on the wall
Before bringing it back to get more liquid on my finger
I repeated this until my hand dropped again and there was a sentence
I read it over
‘I’ ‘Love’ ‘You’ ‘All’
The last letter was the most messy
For all the loss of blood was really getting to me
I read it once more
Noticing my vision get blurry
I sighed but really just coughed
My lips curled slowly
Forming into a small smile
The finger I held on the trigger squeezed slowly
When a thought passed through my head
I’m Sorry
And before that slow last second
I whispered good-bye
Then the trigger was pulled..
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And there’s a finger on the trigger
A hands on the wall
With blood dripping down the finger tips
The hand moves
Causing the red liquid to smear
The crimson trails are small
As the hand marks the smooth surface
That hand drops in my lap
And my eyes open half way
I move my head slightly
And the gun moves with it
The weapons touching my scalp
I almost shiver at the cold steel
My eyes flow with tears
Leaving my cheeks and neck covered with wet warmness
I remember the wound I had made
And my eyes travel to the pool of blood
I lift my unoccupied hand again
My forefinger moving through the cold stuff
I bring it up to put something on the wall
Before bringing it back to get more liquid on my finger
I repeated this until my hand dropped again and there was a sentence
I read it over
‘I’ ‘Love’ ‘You’ ‘All’
The last letter was the most messy
For all the loss of blood was really getting to me
I read it once more
Noticing my vision get blurry
I sighed but really just coughed
My lips curled slowly
Forming into a small smile
The finger I held on the trigger squeezed slowly
When a thought passed through my head
I’m Sorry
And before that slow last second
I whispered good-bye
Then the trigger was pulled..
Converting /tmp/phpLxFLsE to /dev/stdout