The room grows dark.
You're sitting on the floor
With the door locked.
Handful of pills, blades around
You, and a gun on the floor by
Your tub.
The water begins to fall on your
Body, and all you see is the light
That hardly glows.
The blood flows from every cut
Your body has consumed. Although you
Caused them to yourself.
You tell others it was the cat that sat
by you.
The cuts didn't work no matter
How hard it hurts. So you swallow the handful of pills hoping it kills.