Stop! Stop!
I don’t want to hear
The things you hiss
And whisper in my ear
I get it, Okay?
You hate my filthy guts
You want me dead
No ifs, ands, or buts
And I’m sorry alright
But suicide isn’t cool
I’m not slitting my wrist
Or drowning in a pool
I’m not jumping in front of a car
I’m not swallowing any pills
I’m not throwing myself
Off any window seals
Self harm hurts
And it’s not to be done
You know I’m trying to quit
Stop it. You’re really not fun
Please stop shouting
And leave me alone
My skin will stay right her
Along with my bones.
