Drip
drop
Drip
as if a faucets dripping,
drip drop drip drop,
sing song sing,
bleeding limbs,
bruised
cut wrists.
Tequila & pills
easing me
into a sedation
of sweet oblivion.
limbs, wrists, tears
stinging
blending together
meshing in & out,
insistingly extracting,
melting round & round.
pins drop soundlessly
on the carpet.
Blue & red
lights flash
brightly out the window,
I can't hear,
I can't feel,
I'm fading....
colors blend,
faces fade,
shadows dim.
I see nothing,
blurred shapes
like the kaleidoscope,
twinkling
starlight's shimmering
brightly
before my eyes
I see nothing...
Only
Smudges.
By:
~KnowOneKnowsMe2~
Suicide Isn't the answer, yet it feels like there's no other choice.
Call for help, talk to someone.
Open up and realize there is so much more to live for!