Suicidal Attempts Poem by Antonio Vera

A flash of my blade My vision begins to fade blood dripped from my wrists Into the endless pits. It's too slow, Like winters melting snow Standing on the balcony Feeling the breeze in my soul I raise my arms Facing the sky are my palms I look down Everyone is watching me like a clown So many street cars down there, I am sure I will never dare But what do I care? I am the one Fate ensnare Falling into the endless sea The currents swallow me I could hear the waves roaring And the rain pouring, But how come I am not dying? I am trying to die once again.