The bridge, the night, the black water, the glisten of the moon and her reflection in a haze of street lights and stars… it all seemed so promising, so tempting. She was cold, so cold, freezing in icy air.


Everyone wants to know what death feels like. They think no one knows because you can’t be dead and still be alive. What if you could? If your at a piont of isolation in ur life isn’t that the same as being dead? If your dead to the world are you dead to yourself? These… Continue reading Death