RustyHatchet

RustyHatchet Oct 16

Pressure

The construction man's tears fade as he embraces the call from the edge of the building.
Pressure pressure PRESSURE from the boss to get it done.
Is this what they wanted?
The voices of coworkers behind him screaming at him, trying to get him away from the ledge, but he can't hear them now.
He's embraced the fall with an open embrace.
The only thing he cares about now is the sweet silent fall.
The embrace of sweet sweet death.

#suicide #death

RustyHatchet Oct 16

If Only

Sometimes I just want to hit my feelings with sticks.
That’s just how it’s been since the crucible of our connection.
You made your funny little jokes and everyone loved them, but no one knew how it felt to be on the other side.
If only you would let me spread my wings and take off.
If only.

— The End —