the first time i did it,
my neck didn't break, the rope fell,
and the ***** simply came off;
it couldn't support me.
the other attempts,
I've been trying,
but I always kept telling myself there's still
some reason out there for me to try and fight this.
I guess tonight isn't one of those days.
Here's to hoping
the superglue on my ceiling
gets to hold me nice and tight.
i hate this feeling.