3/7/09 - Torn Apart

His skin was red and hurting, tender to the touch from having withstood
all the hot water of the shower in which he had let out everything
inside, tears mixing with water.
And now he was dressed,alone in his
apartment staring out into the quickly darkening sky, he stood and made
his way to the kitchen, hunger was last on his mind but his body told
him he needed it. He cut meat and chopped vegetables, his eyes
momentarily fixated on the long sharp knife in his hand, briefly he
considered running it quickly along his throat, but discarded the
thought.
After dinner, he made his way about the apartment mopping
its wooden floor, his eyes caught on the simplicity of the many sockets
and plugs around his home, and he momentarily pondered thrusting the
wet mop head into the socket, electrocuting himself quickly, the
thought vanished into the air.

In

the end, he decided sleep was better, more necessary given the wild
thoughts flowing through his mind. He lay and turned off all the lights
of the empty apartment, closing his eyes one last thought in mind. As
he slept, the broken shards of his shattered heart pierced his organs
and he at last slept peacefully.