Literature
Only a handful
It's only a handful, nothing more.
Afterall, it's better off this way... isn't it?
I've got my glass of water here, the bottle right next to me.
I swallow down my handful after taking a few gulps of water.
I feel nothing, why not another?
And another.
And another.
And another...
Oh. Damn, the bottle's empty.
I guess I'll just go to the next bottle.
Liver damage? I don't care.
Just as long as my life ends here.
My friends don't need me.
Nor does my family.
I'm just a burden.
So I'll get rid of myself so they'll be happy.
I'm halfway through my next bottle, funny how this is going to end.
But it's only a handful.
Well, a coupl