Suicide (Part2)

A highway of white lights was all I saw for a second,
they spoke of me not making it, referring to my lacerations and my pale complexion,
they raced me through there narrow halls, white walls,
dazed and confused, in my dire condition I understood nothing at all,
conscious only for a moment, but I had realized where I was,
a sense of relief, a feeling of grief overtook me when I realized where I was,
So I let go, frustrated I let myself fall deep into a sedated sleep,
I fought for so long, I couldn't hold on, I was just too weak ...

My eyes dreary, I opened them up to a bare ceiling and an empty seat,
with an uncanny sensation within me, a pain resonating throughout my body, all the way to my feet,
so I gradually sat myself up and wept for hours because I lived again,
and as I scanned the room, I found this piece of paper and this pen,
I wept because I was afraid and what you read now is but a single tear,
buried in my emotions, in my memories of You, I sobbed till I couldn't see clear,
knowing I would have to face the fear that comes with Loving You as much as I do,
I wailed holding my head, alone in a cold dark room, a product of me, terrified because ... I knew ...

Thank You for reading.