Monday, October 17, 2005

.....alone.....

In this world, it seems as though the only one that will remain steadfast within your doings is yourself. The only one that will remain as all else has left is yourself. So many have said that they will never leave, that they will never forget. Yet, as I remain within these halls, I see many of them. They walk by and stare. They no longer care what becomes of me. They had their fill, and now they have left. I bring myself to my feet, noose in pocket, and head for the bathroom. If they have right to forget, so do I. It’s a perfect fit. The false ceiling has been moved aside. Everything is in place. The knife is within palm’s grasp. I wince from the spike of pain as I carve the words “Finally Over” within my arm. The blood flows unobstructed to the ground. I hoist myself up, and tie it taunt. I hang there cold and dead. A nameless soul walks into the room, and sees the rope attached to the ceiling. Curiosity does not allow him to resist temptation. He opens the door, and to his surprise, there I hung. He began to laugh furiously, and grabbed the knife to have some fun. He carved the words “Thank God” upon my chest. He slowly walked out, forgetting any business he had there in the first place. This is how they care. This is how they forget.

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