I take a deep breath
Is this truly want to do?
Holding the cleaner in one hand
The door knob with the other
Do I really want to leave this all behind?
Do I really want to end it all here?
Am I just too blind
To see the light that God has given?

I tighten my grip.
I know I'm trying to break promises.
And I don't care anymore.
I know I'm just wasting more breath by stalling

I've done nothing good in the past.
Need directions for the simplest tasks.
And now, here I am
About to try this again
But this time, I won't under dose.

I take the cleaner and spray it on my hand.
Licking up the acid, I nearly scream in pain.
It burns, it's burning!

I rush to clean off the cleaner.
Once done all I feel of my tongue is pain.
I sigh, dropping the cleaner next to the toilet.
I open the door and go to the living room

Another day, I will meet death
But for now, I must go to worrying readers.

Yeah, tried to make it a poem, but couldn't. Also, I cannot sleep. It's currently almost 3 A.M. and I feel sick on the couch writing this.