As soon as I awoke, I felt as if needles were being pushed all throughout my body. I’m facedown on the side of a cold, gravel road. I reach up my hands to wipe the crust from out of my eyes, and am astonished when blood trickles on my fingers instead. It seemed as if the pebbles on the road had more color to themselves than my lifeless body.
I look around to catch a glimpse of where I am, but I can not even remember my name. I scream for help, but satan’s hands wrap around my neck to keep me in silence. I’m lost. I’m alone; and can’t even remember a place to go.
With what little strength I have left, I limp down the road with only one shoe on. I feel as if I’ve traveled down this road my entire life, but it just doesn’t look the same anymore. I walk as far as I can until I stumble upon my own legs and tumble to the ground.
I lie there in pain thinking this is the end. In a warming sunflower field my body rests, and my breath sings along with the wind. My heartbeat dances to the song nature is singing. Before I close my eyes I notice a lonesome shoe on the road. This must’ve been the beginning and is now the end. I close my eyes for permanent this time, and whisper my last breath; “Death is the most peace, I’ve ever felt.”