15 September 2012
I stand at the edge of the world. The abyss looks soothing in its darkness and unimaginable depth. I wonder how long I would fall for, how long would I feel the wind gripping at my hair and the weight of gravity pulling me down. I wonder if my life would flash before my eyes, if I would see the ones I love the most or simply the mistakes I’ve made. Would I have time to think back on all the regrets, on heartaches and moments of laughter? Would I have time to think of anything at all before I stopped thinking entirely? I don’t desire death, I desire a new beginning or the death of a decaying cycle. Heaven is not one of my beliefs, no matter how endearing and comforting it is to think of it. I have always been a fan of reincarnation, whether or not it is real, I’ve just always pictured it would be quite interesting to live again and again. Would I make the same mistakes in a next life? Have I committed the same mistakes of a past life? Am I prone to sadness and bitterness or has this life been a fluke? Would I be an animal next? A free butterfly or a lazy black kitten that is spoiled rotten by kind owners? A wild panther, graceful and lethal to make up for the aggravating clumsiness and awkward limbs this life had to offer?
I stand at the end of the world. You are not with me. But that’s alright, I have to do this alone. I’ll jump in a second. I’ve always been late to every important moment of my life. Why would this be any different?
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