This week for the Indy Ink Writers Challenge I was challenged by Mean Girl Garage. Her prompt, suited me to a tee and for that, I thank her. Her prompt was “She realized she was alone….“
She turned around and realized she was alone. Left with her thoughts…. left with the voices. Voices that were reminding her that she failed, again. She thought she had been methodical, planning everything down to the smallest of details. Her heart twanged with that oh so familiar feeling – pain. This constant affliction on her soul was taking its toll. Pain had been her faithful companion throughout the years, one she had longed to escape.
Escape. What a tantalizing thought that was. Her dreams of escaping the never-ending torment, the constant battles and failures consumed her. Yet the voices reminded her that she was worthless, that no one really loved her anyway.
As she contemplated her decision, she traced the handle of the hunting knife. She had snuck it out of his room the day before, knowing he would never miss it. The house was quiet as everyone slept. The thought of not waking up in the morning gave her solace and comfort. She knew she would not have to live this painful nightmare much longer. A battle that she just couldn’t fight. Her soul longed for freedom, it longed for peace.
The blade slid across her wrist, slightly tugging her skin as she went, leaving a beautiful path of crimson. The cut was deep and long, long enough to do its job. She laid down, pulled the covers over her and fell asleep. For the first time in years, she was at peace.
About Kat
yikes!
People don’t who have never contemplated suicide don’t know that this is exactly how suicidal people think whether the “pain” is physical or mental. I remember saying similar things to the suicide intervention person I talked to. (My friends understood what was going on when I started giving everything away. Thank God, they intervened.) I don’t remember what he said to talk me out of it. Eventually, I was glad he did. I met my current husband and overall, I’ve been very happy – certainly happier than I was then when the sky was dark indeed. Good writing and I assume you’ve felt this way at some time or another. Maybe you need a disclaimer – lol. You make death seem like a really beautiful option to the life thing which can seem not so worth it at times.
I have felt that way several times and this piece was actually based on my real life story. Thankfully God had other plans and I awoke the next morning – though at the time I was not quite as happy. A disclaimer probably would have been a good option! lol