Post by Liamane on Sept 19, 2008 12:09:14 GMT -6
This was a homework assignment I was given in Sociology a few days ago. If you can't tell, it's a suicide note. This particular type of suicide is called "anomic", or in other words, nothing is going right, and suicide's your last option. It's morbid, but I kind of like it. And cripes, I swear to freaking God, I'm not suicidal or anything. XDD
I said goodbye to them, in my head, at least. It’s not like they would’ve heard me anyway. I doubt they ever heard me.
I’ve been staring at my four walls for hours now, and everything’s been flashing in front of my two delusional eyes of hazel. I mean, what the hell do I have left anyway?
You might say, “You’re young, you’ve got your entire life to change all that bad to good.” Well, you’d be wrong, that’s for sure. I’ve run out of options, and the more I’ve thought of it, the more I realize that I have no other alternatives.
All of my friends, all of them, are gone; they’ve left me in the dust a long time ago. I see them, and they say nothing – nothing at all anymore. Dad’s left Mom and me to cheat on some other, much younger woman. That freaking whore. And Mom, can’t forget her, she can’t even begin to truly understand me. So, you tell me – who can I look to?
This isn’t the first time, too. A couple of months ago, I ravaged Mom’s medicine cabinet like hell, and I swallowed whatever I could lay my eyes on. That’s all I can really remember. I don’t even remember them pumping my stomach. All I can remember is seeing Mom’s face after I woke in that hospital, and just the way she looked at me, she was so confused, so hurt. She was in this terrible daze; I don’t even think words could describe what her heart was suffering.
But now, I really can’t think of what else to do. To be honest, it just seems like the right choice. I’m tired. I want to close my eyes and sleep. It’s been a long day.
Mom, please forgive me.
I said goodbye to them, in my head, at least. It’s not like they would’ve heard me anyway. I doubt they ever heard me.
I’ve been staring at my four walls for hours now, and everything’s been flashing in front of my two delusional eyes of hazel. I mean, what the hell do I have left anyway?
You might say, “You’re young, you’ve got your entire life to change all that bad to good.” Well, you’d be wrong, that’s for sure. I’ve run out of options, and the more I’ve thought of it, the more I realize that I have no other alternatives.
All of my friends, all of them, are gone; they’ve left me in the dust a long time ago. I see them, and they say nothing – nothing at all anymore. Dad’s left Mom and me to cheat on some other, much younger woman. That freaking whore. And Mom, can’t forget her, she can’t even begin to truly understand me. So, you tell me – who can I look to?
This isn’t the first time, too. A couple of months ago, I ravaged Mom’s medicine cabinet like hell, and I swallowed whatever I could lay my eyes on. That’s all I can really remember. I don’t even remember them pumping my stomach. All I can remember is seeing Mom’s face after I woke in that hospital, and just the way she looked at me, she was so confused, so hurt. She was in this terrible daze; I don’t even think words could describe what her heart was suffering.
But now, I really can’t think of what else to do. To be honest, it just seems like the right choice. I’m tired. I want to close my eyes and sleep. It’s been a long day.
Mom, please forgive me.
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