I raised my hand and asked for help

No one came to pull me out,

People stood around

And yelled out loud,

This is nothing

You can come out.

Red liquid from my wrists

Started to leak out.

The blade i used

Refused to cut my neck,

All it did was slash my wrists and thighs.

Even it chose I shouldn't be happy

And planned to hurt me

Instead of killing.

Ropes and guns calling out my name

Saying "I will give you happiness

If you choose one of us".

My unstable mind

Failed to reject one of them,

With no other choice

Chose both of them.

I hanged myself and triggered the gun,

With a smile fixed on my lips

And happiness fixed in my heart.

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