Till Death Do Us Part

The End

"Death is the wish of some, the relief of many, and the end of all." - Seneca

⚠️*TRIGGER WARNING*⚠️

I trek up the rocky path with only one course in mind. I put one foot in front of the other determined to reach my destination. I've made my mind up, this is happening and nothing can stop it.

As I walk further up the hillside the only sign of life I see are the seagulls cawing in the sky and the bees guzzling on pollen. Perfect, no people. I walk the incline feeling calm for the first time in months.

Gravel crunches beneath the soles of my shoes, the wind blows my short blonde hair in all directions creating knots but I don't care. I'm done, I'm done with everything.

I will no longer be used, pushed aside or brushed under the rug like dirt. Maybe finally everyone will be happy. I won't be there to ruin their lives any longer; they've already ruined mine. They took everything from me. Made it so I'm all alone in this big cruel world and I just can't do it anymore. There was one of two ways this was going to end; the first being a mass murder and the second, the path I now walk.

I've probably just brought this on myself. I should have been more like them, I should have stood up for myself, I should never have been there that day. Why was I so naive? If I had of known what would happen I would have stayed home. I just had to go out this one time, I was so stupid.

I reach the peak of the hill and take a deep breath, breathing in all that is the ocean. Ahead I see my destination and there is no doubt in my mind.

I walk over to the edge of the crumbling cliff, looking over I see waves pounding into the rough surface of the cliff face far below. I feel something wet fall on my cheek and look up to the dark grey clouds. Water droplets fall from the angry looking sky and before long its pelting me. I close my eyes and enjoy the rain for one last time.

I open my eyes and look over the edge again before putting my back to it. I stretch my arms out wide thinking of everything that's happened and for once I don't cry.

I lean back and fall. I fall through the air, wind rushing past me, it roars in my ears. I look to the sky and think it feels just as I do. The dark clouds just like my emotions, the pounding rain my tears. It feels like I'm falling for eternity but it's only seconds. Before I know it I'm hitting the water like its concrete. In an instance I'm dead; finally I've gained the feeling I crave without regret.