he sits alone in his room thinking
wondering how to end his problems
that thought in his head he wishes that happened the first
tme he tried it. but instead he wonders a differant way to do it.
he sits and thiks how he should tell them
and show them he is seriuos.
so then i has an apiphany and then made up his mind
a determind man ready to show all his thoughts
he brings out a note pad and a pen and begins writing and thinking it was
only going to be one page it quickly turns in to 3 then 4 then 5 and then
finaly after 8 pages he is done. he folds it up and then puts in a
enelop and putting it in clear site not caring
if one would see would care abot what he wrote
hoping if they did would read it to all
then he boes the the bath room draws himself a bath but only filling
it half way then laying down getting relaxed and comfy.
but im keeping my eye on the prize adn determind to get it done to leave all this behind ill my hate hurt suffer dispare knowing this would be the best way out noone to talk me out of it. i bring the razor to the wrist and push in till it breaks the skin with tears in my eyes i slide it up tward my elbow and watching the blood hit the water knowing i done right and satisfyed that im final in noones way cared fr no more or missed i lay my head back and see the blood fill te tub quickly. filling the fading sleeping filling knowing this is it and im no longer here im finaly going i then pass out to never be woken ever again and ready to face a place of mine in hell. and as i slow die in the other room your reading my note crying thru the whole thing knowing i mean what i say and then at the end you crash down thinking hes in the bathroom but i dont want to see him but your eger to see what i have done knowing im already dead you open the door and then you see the bloody remains of me in the tub not able to handle it you scream with ears quickly filling your eyes and then pulling me out of the water and holding my so tight saying why cj why wondering what i was thinking what i was trying to prove but having no answer. you jsut cry more and want to call 911 but cant seem to let go of me to do so instead you wheep and scream for me to wake up knowing that i wont i am dead blody and in your arms. you finaly call and shortly after anging up you call everyone to tell then the news and no one person wanted to hear it but when it did it made you hurt even more and cry even harder wishing you were home earlyier to prevent this of happening but there is nothing you could do whats done is done and you still have no clue n what to do. can you see your life with out me can you do your best to prevent it and if it were to happen and you got that call what woud you do what would you say and would you wonder?
