I Just

I just want to slit my wrists.

I just want to slit my throat.

I just want to feel my life drain

As the pools of blood collect.

I just want to hang myself from a tree.

I just want to hang myself in a closet.

I just want to feel my body fall

And struggle before blissful death takes over.

I just want to wrap a belt around my neck so I cannot breathe.

I just want to place a plastic bag over my head

And let my lungs struggle.

I just want to feel my body burn and kick 

Until my body goes still.

I just want to jump off a tall building.

I just want to jump off a bridge.

I just want to feel my body crack

And break on the destination below.

I just want to shoot myself.

I just want to be shot.

I just want to feel the seconds of pressure and pain

Of my brains blowing out.

I just want to jump in front of a train.

I just want to stay on the tracks.

I just want to feel the fatal hit

As my body gets attacked.

I just want to stab myself.

I just want to be impaled.

I just want to feel the blade

Pierce my delicate skin.

I just want to be happy.

I just want to be okay.

I just want to be different

In a better way.

I just want to kill myself.

I just want to die.

I just want everyone to let me take my life away.

I just want to breakdown and cry.