I never almost killed myself
But I thought about how I'd do it
A sliced wrist draining into a bucket to I wouldn't ruin the bathroom tiles
Maybe a handful of pills
I'm not sure what pills...I'd have to do some research on that
Jumping into the river down my road sounded good
Maybe I'd fill my pockets with rocks first.
They'd find me washed up on the river bank
My lungs water logged and skin shriveled from the time spent in the freezing water
I wonder if I'd find my peace at the bottom of that river
No, the fishes probably ate it.
-i.le
