I stood before the tub, the water so hot it could boil me alive. I almost wished it would.
I shut and locked the door, Just in case.
I shut the lights off to feel safe.
I sunk down near the water, inhaling and exhaling slowly, my breaths rippling against the surface from the close proximity.
I could drown, I thought.
I could sink further, I thought.
I would be at peace, I thought.
I could relax every muscle, every fiber in my body.
I could exhale, allowing the air to leave my lungs.
I could smile as the water coated my chin, mouth, nose, eyes.
I could go deaf as the water filled my ears.
I could let the water solve the very complicated science that was my life.
I could let the water hold me down and strangle me as I've imagined so many times before.
I should.
I hesitated.
I pulled the plug.
I stepped out.
I live.
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Things I wish I could Say Out Loud
Poetry"Things I Wish I Could Say Out Loud" follows my thoughts and feelings as a depressed young teen. These chapters may sound more like poems. Chapters will speak about S/H, Suicide, S/A, Manipulation, eating disorder, Depression, mental abuse, and hea...
