Category : Poems

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I did what she said.
Four different times I tried.
Drank drinks that got ruffied the first time;
I woke up two days after behind a cell door.

Attempt number two;
Ended up two scars above my left hand.
I lost quite a bit of blood;
Then woke up with no memory.

Try number three;
Was the same but the other hand.
This time it was straight down the vein;
That's the last thing I remember.

Then the fourth;
Was an attempted self drowning.
Too much drinking, not enough thinking;
Now they're all probably laughing. 

I feel dead inside;
There is hardly any peace.
Inside my mind I hear screaming;
"Why the fuck aren't you dieing!"