The Story of a Suicide

Sitting there, in that hospital chair
My body like lead, my hands hold my head
The room is bright, the color white
I feel fake, because of the pills I take
I'm here for a reason, stayed for many seasons
All I did was sit, my eyes were unlit
Testing day came, I was still the same
But I lied, said I was fine
They let me go home, but I still felt alone
I had a plan, so then I ran
Away from the unfamiliar walls, away from it all
Saw many fast cars, near and far
Had a note, and on it I wrote
That I was fine, but in between the lines
Showed someone unwell, burning in Hell
The car couldn't stop, threw me over the top
I hit the ground, then made no sound
The breath escaped, a sheet they draped
Over the teen, who didn't mean
To have so much pain, be stuck under the rain
It forced the last, breath to pass
With no regretting cries, there goes another sad life.