it started out like ashes floating down from the sky,
landing on my tongue with the color of snow and the taste of acid.
i can feel the flakes in my throat,
can feel it burning,
can feel it creeping down my windpipe and into my stomach and my heart and my head.
it starts out as ashes and then it is a spark landing on my skin,
a spark reflecting off of so many drops of crimson hitting the floor.
and before i can quite catch my breath it is a wildfire
it is burning me
it is melting the skin off my bones
with endless thoughts of ledges and bottles of pills and taking a ******* gun to my head
and
i
am
still.
everything inside me, the inferno burning me up is still.
i have tried to fill the hole it left with so many shots,
so many pills,
so many drags of smoke and so many cuts to my skin.
i am nothing but an empty void to throw myself into,
a walking black hole,
a corpse above the ground.