I tried killing myself
I had it all planned out
Jump off a building
Doesn't work
Hang myself
Doesn't work
Overdose
Doesn't work
Slit my wrists
I tried all of the knives in the kitchen
All too dull
I tried tearing apart a razor
I couldn't
I smashed a glass on the tiled floor
Left in it's wake
Was glass everywhere
A chiped tile
And a broken girl with bleeding wrists
My older brother walked by my room
Gave me one look
"If you're going to kill yourself
get it over with"
I cut more
And more
And more
Until my wrist was nothing but
Too many cuts
I cut until i stopped
Until i realised it wasn't working
Until i walked upstairs,
Woke my mom up,
And told her i wanted to die
She held it together
I cried
And my dad yelled at me
I thought he was going to hit me
My mom bandaged my wrists
Took work off the next day
Brought me to the hospital
And i spent a week off school
I still want to die
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oh sadness, i'm your girl
Teen FictionDescriptions of her face and the day he walked away