Originally Posted by highlush
hmmm. If I had to end life, I think I would go stylistic and jump off a super tall building. Make me feel like I'm flying and a bit of sweet airtime before going splat on the floor. I could however, debate on how I go down. I could get some sweet speed sensation by going head first or could enjoy the moment and go spread out. It's not like I'm going to anyways so I guess I'll leave for a random dream to decide.
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Falling seems like a very peaceful way to go. Just the sound of the wind and the sight of the sky as you fall...a swan dive into oblivion, as Metaconsciou§ put it in another thread kind of like this.
If I was really so distraught as to kill myself, I would probably wander to a secluded section of railroad track late at night, lie down on the rails, and wait for the inevitable end. I might sound melodramatic, but...I came very close to that end a couple of months ago, not long before I joined here actually...I was in a horrible depression, alone, lost and confused, and I just drove to the riverfront late at night and laid by the rail tracks, sobbing and thinking that anything, even oblivion, would be better than my life, but even in that state, I couldn't bring myself to...die. The mindset of a person truly teetering on the brink of suicide is...just impossible to describe, I'm sorry.
Jam it back in, in the dark.