Can you hear me?

or am I invisible to you too?

Do you see the cuts on my wrists,

The area around a gentle blue.

My eyes are open

I can smell clorox and death

My heart stopped beating

Pain at each breath

My fingers are cold

My stomach is empty

This is my note

Now do you hear me?

Volts of pain

And my heart begins working

I smell of burnt skin

When will I stop hurting?

They say they hear me

What did it take?

Not wasting away

But a bodily brake.