On Death and Dying

Jupiter Hunter
Nov 6 · 3 min read

I remember it like it was yesterday

The first time I grew the courage to try it

Not with pills or potions

I wanted something tragic

To be the teen crushed by a car

So I went to lie down in traffic

I waited and waited for what felt like an eternity

I waited until someone noticed and came for me

A youngling but a lamb herself

Keep the story going. Sign up for an extra free read.

You've completed your member preview for this month, but when you sign up for a free Medium account, you get one more story.
Already have an account? Sign in

Welcome to a place where words matter. On Medium, smart voices and original ideas take center stage - with no ads in sight. Watch
Follow all the topics you care about, and we’ll deliver the best stories for you to your homepage and inbox. Explore
Get unlimited access to the best stories on Medium — and support writers while you’re at it. Just $5/month. Upgrade