I Just
I just want to slit my wrists.
I just want to slit my throat.
I just want to feel my life drain
As the pools of blood collect.
I just want to hang myself from a tree.
I just want to hang myself in a closet.
I just want to feel my body fall
And struggle before blissful death takes over.
I just want to wrap a belt around my neck so I cannot breathe.
I just want to place a plastic bag over my head
And let my lungs struggle.
I just want to feel my body burn and kick
Until my body goes still.
I just want to jump off a tall building.
I just want to jump off a bridge.
I just want to feel my body crack
And break on the destination below.
I just want to shoot myself.
I just want to be shot.
I just want to feel the seconds of pressure and pain
Of my brains blowing out.
I just want to jump in front of a train.
I just want to stay on the tracks.
I just want to feel the fatal hit
As my body gets attacked.
I just want to stab myself.
I just want to be impaled.
I just want to feel the blade
Pierce my delicate skin.
I just want to be happy.
I just want to be okay.
I just want to be different
In a better way.
I just want to kill myself.
I just want to die.
I just want everyone to let me take my life away.
I just want to breakdown and cry.