Goodbye

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Should I.. Just die?

× Red light ×


I keep walking, not caring about a thing. I have no worries, I lost everything, why would I feel stressed?

I don't have anything left to protect or to treasure.

There's a truck, coming my way.
I feel somewhat happy.
I close my eyes, standing on the road, facing the truck.
I can hear people screaming and shouting around me, telling me to move, who were once, no, a while ago, treating me like a criminal.

Hah? Care about me now? 
Now that I'm giving up, no, gave up, trying to comfort me?

I ignore them and smile like a fool,
Like I just achieved something and keep standing there like a mannequin,

Waiting for the truck to hit me. 

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