Ive taken the pills,
and ive made the cuts,
ive said my goodbyes,
and a funny feeling is in my gut.
the pills have set in,
as the blood runs down my arm,
yet no one knows that im dying,
i never wanted to raise alarm.
my worst nightmare has began,
as i can see my mother next to me,
she found me alive,
wishing she had just let me be.
to the hospital i am taken,
people surrounding me,
suddenly darkness surrounds,
as no longer my mother i can see.
my eyes open as i wake in a hospital bed,
my mother next to me,
the doctor looking in my eyes,
wondering how this could be.
my heart breaks as my wasted suicide failed,
wishing that i had died that night,
knowing that another suicide attempt will not be far along,
hopefully the next time, i will finally see the light.
