I have picked a date…a song to play on repeat…a saying to hold in my hand…I have detailed instructions for after my expiration date…no need for I love yous…as all I feel is hate…I cut myself daily to see if I still feel…I want this pain to end…I don’t want your medicine…I don’t want your pills…they only work for a little while…while these thoughts continue to infiltrate my head. I just want Serenity.