Another day.
The traffic sped by as he stood on the edge of the road, whoosing and roaring as it did so. He closed his eyes, tears leaking as they squeezed together, disguised by his sunglasses. The cruel, unfeeling world that pushed him towards this point flooded his mind, steeling his resolve to take the next step, one which would place him in the path of the oncoming vehicles. A truck barrelled its way forwards in the distance, he’d found his most likely saviour. One moment of pain to extinguish a lifetime of it. He closed his eyes again. This time, it pushed faces into his minds-eye. His brother, the one who’d looked up to him his entire life. His parents, who’d supported him no matter what. His friends, the shoulders to cry on and the laughs they’d shared. He pictured them mourning, questioning themselves as to why they werent able to help. How could he do this to them? His eyes flicked open, the truck sped by, blissfully unaware of his change of heart. He turned, walking down the pavement, careful to avoid the dog excrement in his path. For now, at least, he wouldn’t hurt the ones he loved.