*silence*.
Monday, April 13, 2009
Beheading
I plead with you that this is not my own doing, but a mixture of all the badness in the world that happened upon me. It is probable that I have made it not easier in many different fashions I'd prefer not to state here. But such is the way of the living person, and so I accept it with grace. The events that have corrupted all may not be seen clearly, save for this moment. The death wishes and conspiracies have been hidden from all, risen above all, or killed before all. Please note I am not an exception as my death comes closer with every breath. How exactly do you propose I accomplish such a thing, is what I asked, and never an answer was given. Thrown out into the sea like many before me to fare with whatever came and failing to survive that, killed by the master. What other options were put before me? None but my own death. It is with this conviction of mine that I reach the only ending I should have ever faced: the block. The only thing making it greater is the fact I have had what I've had, lost what I've lost and faced all that I've faced making me a better person upon the whole... please O save my soul....
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5 comments:
sry, im confused. are you killing someone, r u getting killed, or both?
wow... that was some very poetic prose ;)
flightpretendment: thanks!
wizardress: i think its myself being killed cuz i made this up by talking to myself when I was folding laundry. So this was MY last speech before death...
thats an interesting thing to say before being beheaded. yes, very poetic!if i were being beheaded i dont think i would even be able to speak out of fear. :)Nice peice!!!!
it sounds like what anne boleyn would have said, bravely, before her beheading, standing in her blood red dress with her hair pinned up, not like the white linen shift she should be wearing.
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