The slipknot. TW: suicide

as i stare at the slipknot rope,

I remember the time i shared,

The times that once gave me hope,

The times i couldn't bear.

The Bottom of the bottle was the only who cared,

Everyone who says it wasn't fair,

Was never in the place i was in.

As the knot tightens,

i remember the times where i was frightened,

And there you were,

a bottle of pills.

Never did anyone messages me,

"Hey, Are you okay?",

Never did they think,

"hm where could he be".

As the heat bubbles up in my throat,

I take a look around my room,

Never did i bother picking up a broom.

Depression got the best of me.

And i close my eyes.

The darkness and the swelling goes away.

Hopefully, ill see you in heaven.

(If you ever feel like taking your own life, please contact someone. 1-800-273-8255 .)