It happened so fast
the blade slicing through my skin like butter.
It didn't hurt as much as I thought it would
but I had just taken painkillers, as many as I could.
The blood rushing out of my wrist like a fast paced river
my eyes beginning to get heavier,
I remember hearing voices outside
I couldn't tell who they belonged to, but they were shouting for me
"Open the door"

I was getting weaker with each passing second
a pool of blood began to form around me.
I closed my eyes, they were to heavy to keep open,
I remember taking a breath, and then I was gone.



As I felt myself leave my body
I saw so much of life flash before me like a hologram
seeing only the good times
the best times
as I watched my life play out I remember thinking where did it go wrong
I was once happy, cheerful.

Looking down at my lifeless body
as my family managed to kick the door down
wrapping my wrist
calling an ambulance
I just remember thinking where was this love when I was looking for it

~
I am standing in such a space
that like an event horizon
where there everything is moving towards the dark
and usually the opposite is the light

The two ways are very distinct
the light
and the dark
but I am wondering for light
And I see,
any existence of objects that stand on the space,
and even time moving towards the dark

The attraction of dark is too high
its gravity beyond,
attracting the young and the old
it bends all the waves and moving towards the black hole
passing as clouds through the event horizon
where there I have stood
there is a boundary
between the heaven and hell

On the boundary,
the hell I see very near
and the heaven, I saw before
cause still I have some feelings
and all my feelings are accumulating in the bean
but the feelings have a little gravity
either good or evil
neither soft nor compact
all drops from the heaven's wall

It has grown more with time
compact more and more
either in core of heart or in pore of spaces
neither in sticky sand nor in the serene soul
all are moving toward the dark

And finally,
I see a big crunch in the dark
but still some particles of light are floating over the dark
and some are still struggling on the horizon
others are waiting on the event horizon to move toward the dark hell
and I am standing on the wall of the event horizon
neither my mind wants to move in the hell
nor I can moving back to the heaven

~
@Musfiq us shaleheen