Category: Sadness
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Cable (Life) Support
I’m weak in my old age. To be honest, I have lived five years longer than I should have. My battery is short and I constantly need a cable to keep me alive. The human prepares the final ritual. They save and copy all my files on to a newer,…
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The Burden of Memory
I remember everything about my life, to my own detriment. I know the expiry date of the eggs in the fridge back in 2009. I remember all the digits of my current credit card, and all my previous expired cards. I know the movie lines by heart after just one…
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Shaved Grass
Life is pretty good. There is plenty of freedom getting to stand tall and blow with the wind. The soil beneath me provides me all the nutrients I need to be strong and live a good life. What’s that noise nearby and getting louder? I see a roaring machine start…
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Insufficient Funds
I am so sick of my numbers being in the single digits. This person is so frivolous with their spending and I have to pay the consequences of that spending habit. I’ve suggested savings accounts and locking it away and interest options, but the money is always gone. Very quickly…
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Violently Sick petrol Pump
I feel horrible. Every few minutes, I have a car pull up beside me and squeeze me until I’m vomiting. Then the next car, and the next car, and the next car, and so on all day long. I’m squeezed until I’m violently sick and their car is running on…
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EMERGENCY: CODE URGENT HELP
“If you are hearing this, I need help. I’m bleeding out on the corner of Thompson Road and Cisile Street. Quickly! Please call 9-1-1! I know for certain that I don’t have long left. The blood is draining from my head, and this may be the last time that I…
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Deathbed Narcacism
I wonder to myself what people will think about me – remember me by – once I’m dead. I’m holding onto my final breaths, each more painful than the last, so no better time to question my legacy. Not a single person should have any bad will towards me. I’ve…
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To-Do List
I have so much on my to-do list. The list goes on and on. Everything I didn’t finish yesterday got piled into today’s list, and today’s unfinished business will join tomorrow’s to-do list. On and on and on forever. The list just keeps extending longer and longer. Each day becomes…
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No plans Ahead
My calendar is…empty. Nothing today. Nor tomorrow. No plans all weekend. No events this week, or this month. The blank squares stare longingly at me, but I have other ideas. It’s the perfect time to catch up on some sleep and get through the movie watchlist I’ve been sitting on…
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Dead Musician’s Support Group
Being dead has been difficult to adjust to. My fingers are itching to get back to the strings of my instrument. I am constantly tapping my foot to an imaginary beat. Music was my everything in life, and the afterlife of silence is agonising. It turns out, I’m not alone…
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Sneeze Powers
Every time I sneeze, I lose my bearings. It would be all good if I got disorientated from the up and down movement, but I teleport to a different location with each sneeze. Yesterday, I sneezed and ended up in Paris. It’s frustrating to pay for all my plane tickets…
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Out of Ink
All of my stationery is starting to run dry. My pens are missing the strokes I put to paper. The highlighters look dull. It’s not how it’s supposed to be. I need my stationery working in order to keep creating. I can’t make art without my tools. This isn’t fair!…
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Second Chance at Life
I need him back. My beloved husband which we spent sixty-seven years together, is gone. I know I only get one pass in my life, so I have to cash that in to bring him back. He’s standing before me again. Strangely, there is another woman I’ve never met before,…
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Final Hours
It troubles me everytime it happens, where I encounter the final few hours of some random person’s life right before they die. Their life flashes before my eyes as I see where they were, who they interacted with and why they died easy. It’s a huge reason why I took…
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Bright, Vivid Colours
The colours dance around the room as they usually do when I’m exhausted. The oranges become purples, the greens become pinks, and so on and so forth. It is a nice pastime of mine taht makes me feel somewhat alive and somewhat dead. I don’t know what the colours mean,…
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A Grave for Dead Gods
I’m the last person to tend to the dead overlords. People of all species do not accept their creators are mortal, despite how long they live for, die just like them. They might understand on a surface level that everything is created from a previous reaction, but foolish enough to…
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Wine Glass Monologue
The red liquid is poured into my body, and now it’s my time to shine. I sway from side-to-side, thanks to the person holding me who gently tips the glass. I have so much to tell you, so buckle in for a ride. My goal in life is simple. I…
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Death to us Part
When I said I loved you until death do us part, I menat it.. I love you so much that you must die. The sooner the better, in my humble opinion. I sharpened my favourite knife for this very occasion; our wedding day. I promise, my love, that you will…
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Angry Traffic Light
I thought when I was given a number plate, that I’d be a strong car on the road, driving often. Like a four-wheel drive or even a truck towering above the rest of the world. Instead, they put a traffic light on top of me to stand still on roads…
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Voicemail For Dad
I type in the phone number and anxiously wait while it dials. First ring, second ring, third ring, fourth ring, fifth ring. Gone to the answering machine. I was really hoping he’d pick up this time. *Beep* “Hey, dad, I know we haven’t spoken in some time, but I want…
