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what's it like to have a gun to your head? the feeling of the cold barrel pushed up against your hair, knowing that inside that barrel is a future that rides the line you didn't always think you'd walk. the wideness of that barrel, you can feel it's exact measurements on your skull. the gaping hole in the center of the tube, that weightless piece against you, but only physically weightless. the heaviness of the weapon becomes as heavy as your heart. is it the part of the power in the trigger against your hand? or is it the knowledge of the chemistry inside that gun, that's pushing against your hand, like your palm and finger with that gun have a newfound power? is it a horrifying power? is it peaceful? is it aggressive? loud? is it as quick as your instincts? the flip of the coin, as quick as your mind changes? is it as exhilarating as you wanted? or as deadly as you thought? is the weight of the bullets as much as the potential you have, that you so easily dispose of? so easily reject? which is it, Isa?
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Jun 16, 2020
Jun 16, 2020 at 6:32 PM UTC
suicide thoughts
what's it like to have a gun to your head? the feeling of the cold barrel pushed up against your hair, knowing that inside that barrel is a future that rides the line you didn't always think you'd walk. the wideness of that barrel, you can feel it's exact measurements on your skull. the gaping hole in the center of the tube, that weightless piece against you, but only physically weightless. the heaviness of the weapon becomes as heavy as your heart. is it the part of the power in the trigger against your hand? or is it the knowledge of the chemistry inside that gun, that's pushing against your hand, like your palm and finger with that gun have a newfound power? is it a horrifying power? is it peaceful? is it aggressive? loud? is it as quick as your instincts? the flip of the coin, as quick as your mind changes? is it as exhilarating as you wanted? or as deadly as you thought? is the weight of the bullets as much as the potential you have, that you so easily dispose of? so easily reject? which is it, Isa?
it's not worth it.
#dark#death#weapon#depression#suicide#anxiety#heart#gun#scared
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23/F/the sun and the ocean
Jun 16, 2020
Jun 16, 2020 at 6:32 PM UTC
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