Failed Attempt [At Suicide]
He sat on a headstone.
Holding the edge in his hand.
Notes already written.
Looking around.
Surrounded by trees.
Beautiful trees.
He held the edge close to his wrist.
Ready to cut.
He looked at his surroundings.
He pulled the edge away.
Not a single bead of blood to be found.
He couldn’t do it.
His surrounding stopped him.
The beauty of nature,
Stopped him.
He did not succeed.
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This poem was inspired by an experience of my dad's.
My mom told me the story after his death.
Every word in here is true.
I believe it was his 2nd or 3rd attempt at suicide. I'm not really sure. However, I do know every way he attempted suicide.
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