***The Day I was suppose to die
I remember back upon that day
That was suppose to take my life away
Burying my face into my hands
For no one would understand
Of how this pain inside of me
Was killing my soul so painfully
I stood up and wiped my watering eye
Hoping that this would help me die
Sprinkling some poison, I took a sip
It made me gag and it numbed my lip
I tossed the cup away
And thought of another way
I continued to cry
For I just wanted to die
I took a knife and brought it to my wrist
Stabbing the silver with a painful twist
Soon, a fountain of red started to appear
My soul was finally starting to disappear
Feeling so weak, I fell to the floor
My eyes began to feel heavy and I felt so sore
I fell asleep with a smile upon my face
My heart was beating with such a fast pace
I kept on passing out and waking up
Due to only that one sip of death's cup
My body couldn't stop shaking
Everything in me was aching
I started to cry
For that I did not die
They put me in a wheelchair
And I watched people laugh and stare
To the hospital and onto a bed
A nurse looked at me and said
"It hurts me so to see you this way.
Trying to commit suicide to take you life away."
I saw that she was about to cry
So I looked away for I just wanted to die
Hooked to a machine, they pumped me and out came liquid so black
I cried because I was too weak to fight back
The doctors tried to get me to talk
But I had nothing to talk about
I kept my mouth shut and continued to cry
For I just wanted to die
