Alleyway Suicide

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A dark alleyway is where I decide to end my life.

I sit in a puddle, water soaks my dirty business suit.

Why would I care anymore. Looking to the sky I see the moon, so beautiful and clear.

I open my case and look at my last possession besides the clothes on my back.

A gun... my fathers. An old revolver, still working.

I open the side to check the bullet is in place, one is all that's needed.

I pull back the hammer and place the cold steel against my wet hair.

"It didn't have to be like this..." As I pull the trigger and the bullet rips through my skull and brain I have no thoughts.

My body slumps against a dumpster. I am dead. Another deadbeat dumpster corpse.