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Choices

Everyone makes them

Froinable

But regardless what that choice may be, life is lived in the consequences

People want to believe that decisions are weighted In theory, “What should I have for dinner?” should fall on the opposite end of the spectrum as “Should I s this bottle of pills?” But in reality, even the se the trajectory of your entire life

“Oh God!” Ra across the dirt road on all fours I watched in the rearviewover the bloody and lifeless body, not sure which broken part to touch first “No No No”

I wanted to care I wanted to be flooded with guilt and regret I just wanted to fucking feel so

Instead, I sat there, stunned and utterly numb

My brother’s mouth ing in my ears With shaky hands, I tried to open the car door twice before I was successful My chest vibrated as a barrage of emotions ricocheted insideme to the core of my soul

Or maybe it was only the remnants ofbefore that starry night

I swung h of adrenaline, and I struggled to find even one breath of oxygen

My brother was seventeen, but he looked like aCuriously, I wondered where he’d learned that Then I immediately wished he hadn’t

It was pointless though He was dead I didn’t have to be up close and personal to know that

“Co up, just like the hero I knew him to be “Breathe”

That asshole didn’t deserve to breathe He didn’t deserve anything He’d already stolen it all from me

“Stop,” I forced out

Ra my way “What the fuck happened?”

How much time did he have?

Wood splintering into my back

Blink

His fingers digging into my flesh

Blink

The welcomed darkness that sed me as my only way to survive

Blink