fallen

It's the bitter taste of losing everything I've held so dear."

The pills sat on the table in front of Marlene. They were two bottles of strong painkillers leftover from the car accident last year. Marlene had barely taken any of the pills. The irony of the situation made her laugh out loud. The bottles were full because she didn't like taking pills.

She took another sip of the large glass of wine. Her hands were shaking and she wasn't quite sure if it was from nervousness or anticipation. Marlene was beyond the point of debating what she was about, but still slightly reluctant to get started. Started with her end.

But there was nothing here for her. Marlene couldn't remember a time when her life didn't seem like it was on a downward spiral. The abusive parents which opened the door for the abusive boyfriends. The last two years of unemployment. Marlene had given up on men and career. But there were her kids, and she had put on a brave face for them and carried on.

Then the accident happened and in one bizarre stroke of misfortune, she lost both her little boys. The way that pick-up truck hit her car, it nearly tore it in half and the damage to the backseat area of the car was extensive. There had been little to no hope for her two boys. And they died.

So Marlene had nothing now. The last year had been unbearable. She was filled with sadness and guilt. It was exhausting. And pretty pointless as far as she was concerned. She took another big gulp of wine, opened a bottle of pills, and began taking them quickly. Right as she was slipping away, she wondered who would find her.