Triggering (Suicide) - Will it hurt? Poem
Father tell me, will it hurt to die?
More than it does to be alive?
If so, I'll continue on,
If no, I'll soon be long gone,
I just want it all to end,
Before I go completely round the bend,
Perhaps I'm already there,
It's almost too much for me to bare.
You know you've hit rock bottom,
When you're taking that length of twisted cotton,
And winding it tightly around your neck,
Baby, you're a wreck.
You know you're at a low point,
When you're rolling up that joint,
Hoping it will melt away the past,
Sweetheart, it won't last.
You know you're in deep,
When all you dream of in your sleep,
Is dragging that blade across your skin,
I like the taste of your sweet sin.
You know you're depressed as ****,
When you feel you've run out of luck,
And 6ft doesn't seem that deep,
Together lets take a running leap.
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