Prayer by Anonyny

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Story Notes: Rating: Slightly dark, so PG13.

Classifications: Sam/Jack kinda…

Spoilers: None

Archive: SJD, yes

Feedback: I haven't eaten in oooooh about six hours… zippy_giggleheiney@hotmail.com

A/N: You might not appreciate this if your very religious, so, be warned. The mistakes are mine, still need a beta if anyone's up for it.

I once heard the story of a woman who was struck by lightning so often that she killed herself.

I laughed.

We lie to ourselves a lot…people.

We like to let ourselves believe that nothing ends badly, or even ends at all. It's why we created a God and a heaven and comforting sayings about lightning.

We all do it. I did.

For a long time after I should have, I let myself believe that I might one day be happy.

And now I sit. Alone. Dying.

No one knows. I won't be found for a few days.

I wish I owned some cats, I'd like my last act on this Earth to be giving.

I want it this way.

I lived alone and I will die alone and I will venture into obscurity just the same.

I want to have sex.

I want to touch life and warm skin one final time. It is my dying wish.

Pity wishes don't come true.

Friends stopped calling years ago. Family are so young they forget I exist.

I'll say a prayer now. And then I'll sleep.

And dream of Angels with startling blue eyes and of what could have been and what might have been and will never be.

`Dear, God…'

End.

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