What would you do if you had pills?

Pills, a blade, a rope?

with dark thoughts surrounding you?

mummuring into your ear.

 

it's so easy, 

pour the bottle of pills into your mouth,

tie the rope around your neck,

pull the blade down your arm,

overflow the bathtube, 

 

it only takes a one second dession.

one second and the blades down your arm,

a crimson trail following it, gushing.

one second and the bottle of pills is empty,

falling onto the ground with a clater.

one second and the chair is gone, 

and you fall, the rope tightening. 

one second and you force yourself underwater,

force yourself to not come up for air. 

 

the dark thoughts melt away, 

and you go numb. 

what's so bad about it now?

no more dark thoughts, no more pain.

just numbness, and finally,

you start to feel happy.

 

Are those people happy now?

the ones that whisper to you in the hallway 

to just do it, to cut the blade to deep,

to fall off the chair, 

to take the full bottle of pills,

to stay underwater for ten minutes. 

 

are they happy now? you listen to them! 

you finally listen to them! 

you cut the blade too deep,

you fell off the chair,

you took the bottle of pills,

you stay underwater for ten minutes

 

you listen to them, they should be happy.

you're happy, why didn't you listen sooner?