It was the first car I ever had, and I was depressed. I tried overdosing on some pills, but it didn't work. So I got in my car, started driving around and eventually crashed my car into a tree. I remember thinking to myself, "I should put on my seatbelt" but then I asked do I really want to? The voice in my head said no, and next thing I know my head's cracking the windshield.
WOW. How bad were you hurt? Did you feel any uncanny prescence saving you or anything? Learn anything from the experience??? Think you saw any miracles? Ever listen to Blind Melon? Have a feeling you'd love em... Start with the song no rain, mouthfull of cavities, walk and then change. Change is so beautiful...
Heh, yeah I'm a Melon Head =) I didn't really feel any divine intervention, never felt a miracle was happening, I just thought that it was another instance of my bad luck, the second time that I just couldn't seem to die when I wanted to. As for my injuries, I ended up with a concussion, and a broken rib from where my body slammed into the steering wheel.
Hey don't joke. It takes balls to be suicidal, and the suicidal are probably the only true sane ones in this world for all we know. edit - You gotta sorda laugh at the "another instance of my bad luck" part though. I get used to the cruel nature of this world, and how fucked up it is, and sorda start to enjoy it...I'm not sure how good that is, but it makes things a little easier for the time being...
I did that.... but not int he same context. I swam across a river to a sand dune while the tide was coming in. The sea was covering the sand dune and i could either try to start swimming back to land, or just get swept away by the sea..which was joining a great river that went down a valley...So i thought, may as well try swimming back now, and of course the tide of the sea was against me so i was swept by the river anyway...But by some how, i mangaed to get to land...and through swamps of seaweed, I felt like giving up when i was in the middle, the current was so strong, and if i had, stopped swimming for a second, i'd have been taken by the sea. The thoughts i were having, were, that id just met this guy, who's brother had recently killed himself, and i liked this guy, i wanted to be his friend, and my brother, i thought it would devestate him to lose a sister. So I decided, to not give up, and to push on through.. I later found out that day, the place i'd nearly drowned, was called, 'The drowing pool' and i was shown human skeletons scattered in pieces washed up. The things I do, risk life and limb, for no appararent reason. just to feel alive i suppose.
