Release

The wind blows through the field of gold. Wheat bends and folds in the wind only to spring back towards it's never ending search of the sun. I feel it tickle and brush against my hands as i open them and walk forward. My eyes on the sunset that washes the horizon in colours that seem even more beautiful than any mix of light I've ever seen. You tell me to stop. I obey, still hoping that something will change. That a mistake will be realized and this will all be over. You put your hand on my shoulder and push me to my knees. I don't resist and fall to the ground. I hear the click of a cigarette lighter and hear you light up. You ask if I'd like a puff, I refuse. I want to be clear for what comes next.

I look forward at a cloud. I feel every emotion hit my body. Pain, happiness, anger, joy, sorrow and even love for what I'm seeing. I look skywards and embrace the world with outstretched hands.

Another click. I know the sound that is emitted. I know what it means. The end. I pull in the energy to my body and time slowly begins to catch up to me. I'm released. Free from the bonds of life. I feel no pain as the bullet enters the back of my head and explodes my grey matter as it penetrates my mind. Darkness comes. Nothing.