Last night I tryed to take my life I lost my blade so I found a knife I saw on tv that once u did u'd die I just failed something else and started to cry Only a little blood came out of my vein I wanted it to be a lot so I could end this pain I got mad again and took some pills I figured I had taken enough to kill When I woke up in the morning I was dissapointed more It was like I wanted to go to hell but I couldn't find the door Maybe yesterday wasn't meant to be the end for me Maybe, just maybe, it wasn't meant to be.
Tragic, very tragic....there are much better ways to deal with things than this way. If this is based on a true experience Sherri, please e-mail me. I'd like to at least be there for a sounding board. I've been through a great deal in my life, maybe I could help. Hugs Ruth
------------------ "Nobody has measured, not even poets, how much the heart can hold" ~Zelda Fitzgerald