Unsuccessful


The time i tried to kill myself with a butter knife: results unsuccessful
the dull scrape against my thighs that did not open like i wanted them to
It did not bleed or leave any marks like i wanted them to
It did not hurt like I wanted it to
No but it was a dull scrape against my thighs that brought me back down
I knew that if I could I would and if i would i wouldn't try again
No but it was the dull scrape against my thighs that made me think
if I fail, what would I do then?
Would I tell my friends that it did not work or keep a secret between me and my mind
Maybe I should try again and not look this time
Or get a better knife that can slice through skin
Maybe i should try again
and again
Maybe I should cut my feet
THE DULL SCRAPE AGAINST MY SKIN!
Maybe i should just stab myself
THE DULL SCRAPE AGAINST MY SKIN
It not going to hurt anybody else
THE DULL SCRAPE AGAINST MY SKIN!
I shouldn't have to yell for people to hear me
THE DULL SCRAPE AGAINST MY SKIN!
Better if im dead, don't you agree?
The time i tried to kill myself with a butterknife: results unsuccessful

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