April 21, 2016

It’s hard to go back there

To remember that day

I made a choice

To take my life away

 

Sitting at that table

Outside the restaurant

You asked if I was okay

The perfect question for my mental state

 

“Not really” I said

Before I broke down

“I took a bottle of pills on the way to the house”

I saw your heart break

Through the veil of tears streaming down my face

 

I remember the sewer drain

“This bottle? You’re sure it was this bottle?”

The paramedics laughed when I said yes

Because “You know those won’t kill you, right?”

 

You called my big brother

He didn’t know what to say

Our friends showed up next

“Why didn’t you say anything?”

 

I’ll never forget the ambulance lights

Reflecting off the windows of that place

The group of people in the parking lot

Watching me as I was lead away

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