Bloody Bye-bye

Tonight. That's when I'm going to do it. Deep.
Up both arms. Across both wrists. Down my heart surgery scar on my chest. Should I do my legs too? Yeah. I'll do my legs too. I might need a new razor. I'll have to take apart a new shaving razor. Easy enough.
I'm done here. I can't do anything more. I've done my best, but my best just isn't enough I guess. Oh well.
The water will run red. I'll start getting light-headed. I'll feel myself fading. Then I'll be gone. Bye-Bye.
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1 Response Dec 5, 2012