.a little pinch,
.and I’m quite awake
.of the thought that i’m about
.to pull the plug on my life

.a little stab,
.and i’m quite aware
.of the number of breaths i’ll take
.before i pass out and wither away

.a little snap,
.and i’m quite broken up
.about my rationality of death
.and misery of my life debated so

.a little scream,
.and i’m quite conflicted
.by my last dread
.as everything is done with

.a little silence,
.and i’m quite glad
.to fall asleep
.to my last eternal retreat

.jacob g
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