Ficlets

As I sit with my eyes closed and the blinds shut. I have my hand on the trigger waiting for a moment to live to hoping not too fall to another aimless minute heading nowhere but the beginning. As the hand grips harder on the handle and having the rum burn threw my throat. Head throbbing screams silenced by the noise of the bang. No more pain no more beginnings. Holding onto the end like it was the only thing that had meaning towards it. Silence breaking threw the darkness heart. Slow ling dieing breaths harder to come by as my name lays in the walls. Fading faster into time no where to run but into the cold gripping hands of death. No where too look but into the man we fear. Life ended with not a single goodbye just a shot in the head. Eyes glaring in space no one will ever think about the man I was just a burned out name to lay in there minds.