Hold your breath for just a second too long.
Keep the blanket over your head,
Until you can barely breath.
You feel uncomfortable, right?
Choking on your own breath?
Feeling like you're close to death?
Good.
Now you how it would feel,
When the open slits on your wrists,
Are killing you.
When the water becomes your air,
And you're slowly dying.
When the rope around your throat,
Becomes suffocating,
Taking your life away so ruthlessly.
It may feel like you're worthless,
A nobody,
Someone not worth dwelling on.
But you will be missed,
Even if you don't believe it.
YOU ARE READING
Cry
شِعر100 word stories. - warning! Talks about suicide, self harm, abuse, etc. read at your own risk. this is your only trigger warning. -
