A Story Told, But Never Really Heard

Take me away

I've always been selfless
I've always been kind
I've always put others happiness before my own
I've always been to selfless to die
Too concerned in the damage dying would have on others
Never thinking about the damage living has on me
I was always to selfless to die
Always thinking of pets, family, friends, and future
Never taking time to think of me.

But for one brief moment,
At 1:32am
On Sunday, September 20th
I didn't think what if
I thought why not.

I didn't care about the affects on anyone else
I didn't care about the potential the future may hold
For once the voices in my head went quiet
For once my thoughts were clear
"How about I die tonight?"
I wouldn't leave a note
They'd figure it out on their own
I'd say goodbye to my true love one last time
And walk out into the night
I'd get a bus ticket
And head to my favourite place
To a clearing in a forest
I'd play one last song
And pull out the blade I'd brought
Or I'd climb the tallest tree.

But for one brief moment,
At 1:32am
On Sunday, September 20th
With a smile on my face
And hope in my eyes
I planned my suicide.