I knocked on death's door
Knowing exactly what
I was looking for
I offered myself up
On a silver platter
But it made no difference
I didn't matter
Death send me packing
Before I even made it halfway
Saying
I don't want you here
Please go away
I was forced back to life
Feeling pure agony
As the pills I swallowed
Got heaved
As the cuts on my body
Continued to bleed
And the suicide note i wrote
Lay there mocking me
But I cleaned myself up
Pretended to be fine
Because when death
Doesn't even want you
It strikes you
Deep inside.
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