Take this Blade

I’ll take this blade,
Push it through,
Because of all the pain,
I’ve been put through,

I’ll reach for the poison,
Be hind the door,
Write my goodbyes,
Before I hit the floor,

I’ll tie the rope,
Around my neck,
Jump of the chair,
Landing on the deck,

I’ll pop the pills,
Swallow one by one,
Pass out and shake,
Showing that you won,

I’ll drive of a cliff,
Land in the sea,
Die from the fright,
Of a ghostly me,

I’ll jump off a bridge,
Hope the fall does it,
Face first through the surface,
On the ocean floor I’ll sit,

I’ll take a bath,
Take my last breath,
Submerged in water,
No longer a pest,

I’ll take a harmless,
Plastic bag place,
It over my had,
Never again you’ll see my face,

I’ll run through a window,
Hope the glass cuts deep,
Collapse in a second,
A blooded heap,
I’ll step out in front,
Bus or train,
Better be instant,
Or I won’t have a brain,

I’ll take this gun,
Put it to my head,
Pull the trigger,
Finally I’ll be dead,

This is only,
11 ways,
To kill myself,
Ending my days,

It’s what I think of,
Every moment,
To kill myself,
Makes total sense,

But until that day,
When I fade,
To sustain myself,
I take this blade.

©Samantha Jayne Reed
Wrote on August 17th, 2005