Tuesday night.

On a Tuesday night,sitting on my bed with a knife tears dropping like never before blood dropping on the ground, i hear the drops falling down. i can feel the pain going tho my vans,i scream loud with a blanket in my face if only god could come and get me i scream.Mom yells I'm home i hear her coming up the stairs,she yells and See's me half dead she calls 911 i have a couple breath left..i can see the blurry lights i can't breath i close my eyes only wish i was dead, i finally came silence then puted the pumps in my face i finally found out that death something serious i had my resions to die.
thats when i opened my eyes and said i don't wanna die and go to hell.