Drowning in sorrow,
Tears I cry.
I slit my wrist,
And hope to die.
Blood filled tissue,
It covers the floor.
Now I'm f^ck3d,
Bleeding more.
Alcohols gone,
I feel numb.
Pills are gone,
My time has come.
Both eyes shut,
Slowly dying.
Death has arrived.
No more crying.
Laying on the floor,
No more soul.
Darkness surrounds me.
My body cold.
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