[F4A] [Survival] I don't want to survive.

Survival is essential. Water, food and enough protection from the elements and other hazards to see you through. Living in a box with the bare minimums is survival. Drearily following the same routine of going to work, sitting in a cubicle for eight hours a day and collecting that end of month paycheck to keep you alive is survival. Once your physical needs have been met, you have technically survived. No one needs books, sex or other entertainment to keep them going, it’s just a nice distraction, something to make you feel alive.

And that’s what I want. I want to live. I want my heart to be the lynchpin that holds this mess of skin and limbs together. To run, you must first walk. And to walk, you must first crawl. But I’m tired of crawling, I’m tired of walking and now that I’ve finally hit the floor, I’m going to do it running. So do try to keep up, lest you be left in the dust.

My time on this rock, hurtling through the cosmos is far too limited for me to take it slow.

Smell the roses.

Fuck the roses, you can shove your face in them for all I care. Roses don’t get my heart beating. Roses don’t give me the rush I need, the rush of adrenaline as time drags to a halt and everything becomes crystal clear. I don’t need to survive, survival is pitiful. It’s the lowest form of existence. A rock survives. I need to live.

This is not some wanton desire. This is not just some phase that I am going through. This is a craving, an insatiable hunger that needs to be met. And if it consumes me whole, burning me up in an inexorable inferno? I’ll set the night sky ablaze.

Prompt Status: Closed

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Make me feel alive.