The day I tried killing myself
I was yelled at around 6pm,
I was so tired
I was crying
I saw some pills sitting on top of my dresser.
I grab them and stare, wondering if I was making the right choice.
I don't know who I was
the urges I never listened to,
the urges I wish I didn't listen to.I walked up stairs wiping my tears
My mother laughing at her phone acting as nothing ever happened.
I grab a large cup of water and fill it with the water inside the fridge.
My sister comes up to me and rubs my back,
I bite my tongue
I push her away as she says
"It's okay, I love you money I'm always here"
I chew on those words
As I walk back down stairs
Sitting on my chair
Taking a pill
One
By
OneUntil the bottle was empty.
There was one singular pill left floating in the water as I rushed upstairsThere was one pill as I cried to my sister saying I messed up.
There was one pill as my sister started crying telling me to go throw up.
There was one pill where I started feeling nauseous.
There was one pill when my sister rushed to tell my mom.
there one one pill dissolved in the water
As my mother cried on the way to the hospital.
"All I wanted was to make mommy happy"
I had kept repeating.My mother was scared, my sister crying
Tears could fill so many bottles from that night.I was in the hospital throwing up
wearing that one hospital gown
"are those cut marks?"
The doctor asks me but I was zoned out.
He repeats
I listen this time, i don't say anything but a silent nod.
I remember feeling the urges, the addiction to putting a blade through my soft skin.
As the doctor checked my blood pressure
As he put a needle inside of my arm
They called a nurse as I repeated
On the phone"Don't take me away please don't take me away."
My mom looked at me with tears,
"It's okay baby."I could tell she had so much she wanted to say.
I cheated death with only two words
"Im scared."
I've seen people successfully kill themselves
To this day, months later I wish I succeeded.
but I'm happy I didn't,
we all have ups and downs.
some worse then others.
I visited my grandpa a few weeks later,
"Its a pussy way out of life."
he told meI just nodded.
In unknown situations
When I can't seem to get out, I nod.There was one pill in my room
When I go back, after weeks
I walk down into my roomsitting on my dresser
was that one pill
dissolved in water.
I stare at it
That one pill
That was with others
That I couldn't quite finish,
and couldn't quite escape as I wanted to.
YOU ARE READING
The Thoughts That Chew
Poetryyou can't be perfect no one can Even if they look perfect Everyone has their own story.