I was oblivious to the world…..

They all stood there but I did not feel anyone’s presence, not even his.

I sat there eyes blood shot red, mind racing and death in hand.

Everyone watched as I pulled the clip out of death and cocked it back as if I knew what I was doing.

Quickly he came and took it away from me.Quickly he asked me if I was ok. My response, none.

I got up, put death down and continued on with the night. I wanted to leave, to escape but I could not get home. I was lost in a maze and realized that I was not afraid of death. I was not afraid to take it and use it. That right there scared the shit out of me.

The next morning when I woke up all I could think about was death and how I easily cocked it back as if it belonged to me. I could have ruined so many lives, yet all I cared about at that moment was whether or not if I took a chance with death if I would be able to see my angel.

After that night I realized that I was not afraid of death. I was not in the right state of mind but, I was not afraid to cock death back and use it.

I prayed and prayed about it apologizing because never ever would I take death into my own hands. It’s not my right.




About travelingeyes

As I explore what this world has to offer me I share every moment with good friends and family. With a heart as big as the world I help many and love with all my being. Laughing is my drug, I get my fix from my amazing, hilarious and loving family. "Woodstock" is my nickname! Peace and Love.... Optimistic and laid back.... I picture life as a road map and make every moment in life memorable.... Crazy, Funny, Spontaneous, and Cute! View all posts by travelingeyes

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