The Request.

     Please shut up. Please just shut the fuck up. I can't feel my heart right now. I'm having to remind my body, physically, how to breathe. I become light headed and it feels much better compared to this. I can't pass out though, this is much to good to pass up. An opportunity to have you leave me with grace? forever? Shit, why didn't this happen before. Now all hope is ruined, I believe. you're regret to once have had any of this kills me. It tears me apart and makes me ill. I feel so sick. I can't eat, even though hunger is the only feeling that I'm sure of right now. I can't stop crying, I'm not holding anything back, Monica is useless to me now. She doesn't sleep with me anymore and when I try to cuddle she just walks away.

     I wish you would just stop talking. If I have to answer another question, Jane, I'll go fucking crazy. Please just shut up. This is my only request that you just stop talking. Just stop trying to make contact with me and my friends. It's clear to me as it should be to you that nothing but pain and suffering comes from that. So just stop before I have to call the authorities and have you hauled away for murder. I see blood everywhere leading up to your hands and you hold the weapon of destruction.

     The blood leads up to your mouth and stops somewhere along your tongue. Coincidence? I think not. You have murdered my tender heart with your words and I have hardened it against you. Some of those that I love, though, are still getting residual toughness from it. This makes me sad, it truly does. For I hate, as you know, to see those I love in despair, especially when caused, even if not prevented by me. My immortal body is weakened and it does me no good. My ever-failing soul is loosely reminiscent of the life-span of a fly. Short lived, with no realization of self.

     Please just shut up. I can't inhale any more by force. If I hear your voice one more time, I will forget, again, how to breathe. I am so tired, so very very tired. I'm am merely closing eyes. I must be careful with my concentration, for if I blink, it dies. Please. Just shut up.