I do not wish to die. But I close my eyes for a few seconds when I am driving by myself sometimes. I once told this to my friend and she looked at me as if I was insane and just played it off as a joke. Most people would be stressed out and tense if they did this. Doing this soothes me strangely, puts a calmness over me. For death seems inviting. It calls my name and offers a bittersweet escape to our remedial lives. It promises no more pain and an end to the struggles we face. No more dealing with inconsidereate people or bumps on the everyday road of life. I could so easily pull the wheel and be gone in the blink of an eye. I am driving, it is late at night and death is serenading me, drawing me in closer. I open my eyes as I begin to drift. I do not want to die but oh death it is inviting.