Monday, 30 January 2012

happy

I instantly hear the faint meowing of my cat in the background. I take a step back, as my eyes search for the mirror. I stared at myself blankly without setting any emotions. The pills scattered to the floor. 4 pills have been swallowed and the effects were kicking in. I was feeling very stoned at the time of 843 in the morning. its been days since i slept. I had the urge to take the scissors and cut my hair. i thought of the cool wind through my hair. 14 was my lucky number. I felt drowsy and i fell to the floor. My mouth was dry from the heat of the toilet. I filled up my empty cup with the cold tap water.i cupped my hands and scooped up the remaining pills from the floor and downed another 7 pills. 3 more to go. i started choking from the amount of pills going down my throat and i vomited endlessly into the toilet bowl. the pills gushed out of my mouth. i felt the urge to pick the pills from the vomit invested water . i ate the pills once more. i stood up dizzy and took the remaining 3 pills into my bedroom and ate them one by one.
I lay down and my eyes started to close, and i thought what an accomplishment i have made, eating 14 sleeping pills. Soon my mind drifted off.
But i was safe now.This was the most heavenly way to die.

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