Suicidal || m.c [completed]

Letter seventeen.

There's nothing worse than failing.

And that's what I did. 

My attempt at suicide has failed and now I lay here. 

I lay here in a hospital bed. 

My arms wrapped in a bandage. 

I wanted to suceed. 

Why didn't I? 

I hate being sad all the time. 

This needs to end. 

I want it to all end. 

I'm sick of crying myself to sleep every night.

I need you more than anything right now.