Black wings
1:40 am
You stand by the wall, smoking your last cigarette before going in. Sighing as you run your worn out hands through your now flat brown hair. Death suffocated you like the darkness surrounding you, wrapping her fingers tightly around you, until you’re begging for mercy and asking for release. You ignore it thinking nothing of it.
1:42 am
Taking one last puff of the cancer stick and a final look at bright moon that fought off the darkness, you drag your worn out body back to the SM building to pack your stuff to go home.
1:44 am
Walking through the lobby and into the hall way, your phone rings. Deciding it is nothing important you ignore it. And continue drag your feet down the long hallway. Stopping only to wave at your assistant.
1:48 am
Another incoming call.
A name flashed on the screen, a familiar name that always brings a smile upon your lips. Debating wither or not to pick up the phone. You decided not to. You get off of work now anyways. You put your handheld away, grabbing your briefcase, and climb the stairs to the roof
1:55 am.
Taking the last step onto the roof. The air of death still surround you, clinging on to you.
1:57 am
You step on the edge of the roof.
One more step and you would be free.
1:59 am
You were finally free.
You earned your black wings.
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Meaning: Okay so i grew up believing when you commit suicide you don't go to heaven. So the opposite of heaven(angles-white wings) would be hell(demons-black wings)
I wrote this on on July 2010, and i just found it while cleaning out my computer one day and i was like "hey I might as well post it"
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