Suicide Part 2 Poem by True Pixie ...Smith

There was a time when I thought of suicide. I was for sure that was the only way out, without a doubt. So I grabbed some drugs and took a couple drinks of bleach. I didn't bother to call out for help, not even a yelp! I wanted to die, I wanted to commit suicide. I didn't write a note, there was no time, so I wrote down I love you and please dont cry. I wanted to die...we all know why. from the blood draining from my wrists that i had cut my self earlier with the razor blades. I took the drugs and drank more bleach. I got really dizzy and slowly fell asleep. I felt my body aching I felt my body shaking. I awake and wonder why am I not dead. Not a moment to spare, I want to get out of misery and dispair. I step it up a notch and grab a chair, some rope, and go next to a really narrow pole. I tie myself up and get things pumping. Then my friend enters a moment too soon as she sees me jumping she calls my name and trys to save me. Its too late! ...or so it may seem. She takes me down and gives me CPR. Next thing I know Im in a strnage but familiar looking car. I thought it was just an after life dream but it's very real. and commiting suicide at the moment was how I was feeling.