A burning sensation erupts within me. Itching desire within me igniting like the soft spark of a flame. Tethered to the depths of my departing soul. Standing high and mighty electricity deviled deeply in me, just clinging onto the sweet resolve of the edge. For what I’m about to do curls my stomach into a pit. Should I be ashamed? Am I nothing but selfish for yielding to such depravity? Sweat drips down my left temple, I am at war with the voice serenading me. It whispers to just let go, my aching body choking for it’s mercy, to be at peace and for a sliver of silence in this moment. For I am so beyond the thought of ending my life. The only way to cure this aching desire to feel nothing. Is but to feel everything all at once.