more writings on the way this was done awhile ago, originally I based ix off a book a friend of mine was readin, but I read the book n I had a chance ta look in my own mirror n say....
I’ve failed
The noose
Around my neck is far to loose
I’ve failed
The trigger
Won’t pull
As the pain grows larger
I’ve failed
I thought I was tough
But the cut I had made
Wasn’t deep enough
I’ve failed
The gun
Again beneath my throat
I thought I was done
I’ve failed
The pedal
I had pushed drove me faster
But the thought had subsided and settled
I’ve failed
The gas
I had turned on and I ready to strike the match
Hoping it would be painless and fast
I’ve failed
The chill
Of the water, as cold and icy as death
But still would not harm or kill
I’ve failed
The spark
Of electricity through water
I would’ve seen nothing but the dark
I’ve failed
The pills
In the bottle, I was so close
To forever lying silent and still
I’ve failed
The ledge
I stood on, ready to take that plunge
Hoping to finally get off this edge
I’ve failed
But then it happened
Without even trying,
One slip of the knife and
There in front of me was grim.
Then I was sent to the hospital by some miracle,
And as the beat of my heart slowed
And my eyes closed
I awoke and the morning light was dim
I’ve failed
