Surfaces 5

Home, Knowledge, Love, and Words: I place them to rest on my mantle piece. Today will be the last day of many endings to come. Thirty three years and one third of them wasted in hospitals, watching the suffering on my parent's faces move closer to their inevitable deaths. Now it is my turn, no one is listening, and in this quiet, I can lay down and then perhaps move forward. One small nap, a bottle of pills, and the inevitable silence that comes with deep seeded longing. An end that surmounts to nothing other than its very finale. If God couldn't grant me my wishes, I will lay myself to rest. Suffer the consequences in due time, away from the hell of solitude and sickness.