September 13th, 2017by RoughEdges


Some slash their wrists,

Ingest a bottle of pills,

Jump off a high rise building

Hang themselves or

Blow their brains off.

And in that moment,

When they are bleeding to death,

Closing their eyes for the last time.

Hanging loose in the air,

About to let their weight drop

And let that

bullet pierce through their skull.

Are the moments, they feel the most alive.

Maybe suicide

Is meant for that

So very “special moment”.

To feel alive,

Just once before

You cease to exist.

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