"Her, She, and Suicidal Me"
by Shar
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I attacked her
I saw her, and I attacked her
Locked us in the bathroom
Stared her down
Wanting her to drown
I filled the tub with warm water
So she wouldn’t suffer too much
But she wouldn’t cooperate
She kept getting up
Tried shoving pills down her throat…
But the sight of the blood from her slit wrist made her throw up
Almost made me want to give up…
But if at first you don’t succeed… try and try again!
So with a bag on her head
Filled with cleaning supplies…
(Sarcastic laugh)
I could barely hear her muffled cries
Now I can tell she’s getting woozy
So very lightheaded
She passes out
Slips in vomit and trips over the cord
For the next step was electrocution
(Shit, no need to waste water!)
Hits her head
And takes a dip in the now ruby red death bed…
I sit up and see black shadow figures
Reaching out to help
To my surprise I look down
And see me…
Bag on head
Slit wrist
Curling iron in tub
Empty pill bottles
A fresh suicide victim
I take their hands to go with them to hell where now I will be
I glance back and whisper
R.I.P Me
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