"Tethered Torment: A Dance with Suicidal Desires"

[Deicius]

The thoughts generated by my brain, swelling my skull to the brink of explosion, take the form of a hangman's noose, crawling around my neck and tightening until suffocation. It propels me towards the subservience of my suicidal desires, yet not enough to compel me to act. It drags me like a tethered dog before I touch the ecstasy of my demise, prolonging my torment and preventing me from embracing my fate.