Ten more minutes

i wrote this sumtime last year but (obviously) just added it today...enjoy

 

 

Cleaning the kitchen

Ten more minutes

Ten more minutes,

My mantra.

 

My ipod is on

To distract me

from my work and...

other things.

 

But,

I still hear them

I hear them shouting,

Fighting over stupid things

"TURN THE F*****G RADIO OFF!"

"SHUT UP OR I SWEAR I'LL KICK YOU OUT!"

 

I pick up a knife

To put in the sink

But my hand

stops

mere inches away from the stainless steel bowl

With the knife

Still in my hands

 

Thinking

One little thrust

One little push

And it could all be over

All the pain

All the agony

Everything

could stop...

Everything

 

I hold the knife a few seconds longer

Contemplating my choices

Live or die?

Pain or bliss?

 

I am gripping the knife

Tightly

Like my fingers are the corset

Then knife,

A torso

 

Quickly,

I droped the knife,

And turn my back as though its a sick and twisted sight

Back to my work

Back to my life

Ipod still blasting

They are still fighting

Completely ignorant to what just took place

 

Ten more minutes

Ten more minutes

My mantra.

 

 

 

 

Author's Note

all critisicm is apreciated etc lol...thank you!

Reviews

[deadlife]

Wow.
I loved the start..loved the story..loved the contemplation..the feelings you wrote so clearly..loved the way the knife was dropped..and loved the end.
You've painted a dark picture..dull colors but bold strokes..hard..as if the paint is a burden for the canvas. It's there but its hurting the canvas. You cannot detach the paint all you can do is to tear the canvas..but unfortunately it also can't be done..because the paint will,even after that, still be there..dark..dull..hard..hurting. Wonderfully written.
But..
Life is never a choice..Even then sometime we think so. It's something we're born with. It's given to us..we were chosen to be alive..We did not chose life, life chose us. It's a gift..which should be respected. At times, things go wrong. We don't get what we want but it doesn't mean we should quit living. Remember Life's Beautiful.. But then, Conditions apply to it.
We've given options to laugh or to cry. Life will go on..it's upto us..we'll live it or just pass it.
Well well..kudos for an amazing write!
Take care.
Blessings...