[Male]
Spouses gone. Children gone. Pets gone. Identity gone.
I hate repeating myself but I’m acting different because of all the suffering.
[Female]
You’d do us all a favor.
[Male]
Her side of the bed’s empty. Kids’ toys buried in the attic. Bandit’s leash hangs loose.
Took the sunshine, left the rain. Took the love, left the pain.
My worth is ash. The mirror shows a stranger.
They flinch when I walk in. I’m the storm that drowned the garden.
Son’s last words: "Dad’s just rust." Dog won’t meet my eyes.
All I gave was loss. All I left was broken glass.
I act different because the pain won’t quit.
[Female]
The rope’s the only way out.
You’d do us all a favor.
Stop taking air they need.
[Male]
All the love is gone... gone... gone...
Just the weight of where I belong... nowhere.
Spouse. Kids. Pets. Me. Gone.
[Female]
You’d do us all a favor.
The world is cleaner without you.
The rope won’t hurt. Just tie it.
[Male]
Self-worth erased. Identity erased. A walking burden.
You know how it treats you because you’re acting different.
The house breathes like a tomb. Every creak cuts deeper.
No more "Good boy" for Bandit. No more "I love you" for her.
My soul’s a hollow song. My life’s a broken chord.
I’m the reason the light died. I’m the reason they’re gone.
You know, spouses, children, pets... all taken away.
[Female]
The void is waiting. The rope is ready.
You’d do us all a favor.
Do it now. End the suffering.
[Male]
...The rope’s in the garage...
...The chair’s by the door...
...I can’t take it anymore...
...The world would be better...
[Female]
You’d do us all a favor.
You’d do us all a favor.
You’d do us all a favor.
[Male]
...For the...
[Female]
You’d do us all a favor.
(SOUND: Chair leg scrapes concrete → 10 seconds silence → ABRUPT CUT TO SILENCE)
PrinceShawn
