Dear Suicide,
You flirt with me deep into the nighttime
You entice me to abandon my every regret
An alluring loop at the end of a frayed line
Or to light it up with a lead cigarette
When I’m feeling lost and out of options
You shine brighter than most of my days
To inject my blood with deadly toxins
I find it so hard to want to stay
No more lonely showers, or painful hours.
No more vacant inbox, or hopeful pep-talks.
No more heavy eyes, or late night cries.
No more empty bed, I’ll just be dead.
Posted Oct 19, 2022, 1:55 AM UTC
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