Two Friends

made a pact together to do each other in--- one with the inability to get pregnant, whose partner just wasn’t pulling his weight anymore, hell, her most paranoid might’ve been right in assuming that after finding this out he was looking elsewhere to spread his seed & her friend who had been diagnosed in her early twenties with a mental illness which she was terrified she might pass on to whatever child she might have in the future (regardless of those optimistic gamblers who say it hops generations). together they celebrated the “holiday,” by dragging the blades up their wrists after ingesting large quantities of pills, together they spit on this existence, together they felt cheated of what others walk around neglecting, of what others actually get infuriated at (yelling at their children), together they dealt with this place as best they could, together they said “no longer” to everything & bled throughout the night holding each other in the growing pool of blood, sleeping in the arms of one another until the heart beats finally stopped the torment.