Challenge
Challenge of the Month II
The Gift. Write the story of a gift, passed from one hand to another. Perhaps it is a heart-warming gesture of kindness and goodwill. Or perhaps it is something more foreboding, more sinister. Perhaps it is a simple, material object. Or perhaps it is something more amorphous, more esoteric. Whatever it is, it must be a gift. Fiction or non-fiction, poetry or Prose.
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Away
Whenever I had the thought
Of ending it all,
It was never because I
Desired an endless pit,
Or worrying whether
If I’m above or below.
I just wanted to stop.
Waves of pain and
Torture on my
Emotionally driven mental.
Too often than not
Do I ponder about
Taking what others
Deem precious. And it’s
Funny because I find it
Precious too. I don’t
Want to squander what
I was born with
But I find the easiest
Solution is the quickest.
My blessing is my curse
Because even when I
Want this life I find
Thoughts keep occurring.
So no I don’t
Want this all to end.
I just want to stop
Hurting.