I Was So Close..
the feeling of coming so close to death
was exhilarating
the rush of finally dying
with my mind empty of hesitance
my body scared but prepared to end it all
was so amazing
it was so great that i had to tell someone
someone who couldn’t do anything but just sit and watch
repeating over and over, “it’s not worth it!”
just so i can ignore their pitiful cries
but, the good side of me had to get in the way
they had to tell my mother about it
she just HAD to take that pill bottle away
oh well, no matter
im already set on ending it all anyway
i WILL find a way
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