Bloody wrists

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I'm sitting on the floor.

I'm crying so much more.

Trying to erase the pain.

Trying to forget your face.

Sitting here with blade in my hand.

Running so slow blood dripping down.

In a deep red color.

Flowing freely the way I want to feel.

I'm sitting on the floor.

Holding my hand out.

A bottle filled with pills.

I'm crying so hard.

The pain is unbearable.

I'm feeling so weak.

I'm sitting here on the floor.

Holding a blade.

Crying like crazy

Trying to take this pain away

I'm trying my best not to fight

My eyelids feel heavy

My door is so far

The whispered yells so far

Falling deep into sleep

Deep....deep....deep....deep

I'm laying on a bed

I'm so confused

Where am I?

My throat feels sore

My body screams in pain

I'm looking around

I'm in a small white room

I try to move

My hands are stuck

I try to get up

I feel restraints

What happened to me?

I'm laying on a bed

Trying to get up

My head hurts

A nurse is here

A shot is administered

I drift to sleep

I'm in the psych ward

Why am I here?

I'm lying on a bed

Laying so still

My wrists hurts to no end

I'm crying out loud

Screaming and cussing

My body hurts

I can't remember

All I remember are my bloody wrists and a bottle of pills

All I remember the pain I was in.

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