In the Event of My Demise

An actual cry for help; my suicide attempts weren't (they were the real deal)
No one knows what I feel.
This pain is killing me.
Please save me
I'm going under
And I can’t pick myself up.
Save me
Hold me
Love me
Please.
If you can hear my plea
Don’t just stand there doing nothing.
For once I want to be saved.
I don’t want to die this way.
I want it on my own terms.
My fall wasn’t a fall
It was me getting pushed down
And stomped on.
In the event of my demise
Forgive you
For you have sinned;
This is all your doing.
You have killed me
With the knife you placed in my back.
How do you like to watch me die?
How do like to watch my pain?
Why do you enjoy hurting me?
WHY?

By Cassandra Reynolds
Published: 5/13/2006
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