I've always wondered what it would be like to die.
Preferably going out with more style than the rest.
Looking down from above and witnessing what life is like without you.
I get chills on the self indulgence of it all.
Suicide as a form of art.
Could it be. Could we praise those willing to sacrifice consciousness for the rest of our entertainment.
What would it be like to pull the trigger?
Would would it be like to slice the wrist?
What would it be like to write your final words?
What would you say?
Would it mean anything to anyone?
Would it even be worth reading?
In that moment do you transcend?
Or do you disappear faster then blood down a drain?
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