slip the lever of the chamber,
breathing from a bag,
beg forgiveness from your loved ones,
remove the saftey catch,
breath plastic fumes from your vacuum packed coffin,
say farewell to the future,
tell them not to linger,
expel the final stale oxygen,
bargain with all,
bargain with the maker,
clutch at the trouser legs of your poor parents,
beg for their help,
breath shallow remorceful breath,
line the bathroom floor with your body,
breath their sleep deprivation,
go to your bed and sleep.
welcome to Jouranal (journal)
this is my blog. to just look at my painting etc then head over to my website and disregard this mess.
please note that the events described in this journal are highly fictionalised.
