Sidemen Imagines/One Shots

Bullet (Suicide #1)

Song: Bullet by Hollywood Undead.

WARNING: Includes self harm, suicide and other triggering things. Be warned. Y'all will cry (or craft if you're part of the Phandom.)

?'s POV (Any guesses?)

My legs are dangling off the edge
The bottom of the bottle is my only friend
I think I'll slit my wrists again
And I'm gone gone gone gone

I was sat on the edge of the Stratford Halo building, and I was about to jump. I clutched the almost empty bottle of vodka I had tightly, taking another swig. I was done with life.

My legs are dangling off the edge
A stomach full of pills didn't work again
I'll put a bullet in my head
And I'm gone gone gone gone

This was probably the third time I had tried to commit suicide this month. Every time I had been caught by my boyfriend. And yet he still left me alone. Big mistake.

Gone too far
Yeah I'm gone again
It's gone on too long
I'll tell you how it ends

I had been diagnosed with clinical depression when I was 13, and I have tried to commit suicide 11 times since then. This will be the last time. Because I'm not going to pussy out this time.

I'm sitting on the edge with my two best friends
One's a bottle of pills and one's a bottle of gin

I grabbed some of the pills that were sitting beside me and swallowed a few with a sip of alcohol, in case the ground didn't finish me.

I'm 20 stories up
Yeah I'm up at the top

The view was lovely from up here. At least I get a scenic setting for my death.

I'll polish off this bottle now it's pushing me off
Asphalt to me has never looked so soft

I felt the alcohol enter my system as I edged closer to oblivion.

I bet my momma found my letter now she's calling the cops

I bet the guys back at the house found my note. I bet they didn't care about my death. They will probably be happy about it.

I gotta take this opportunity before I miss it
Cuz now i hear the sirens
And they're off in the distance

The police lights were approaching me. They were too far away to save me now. I wasn't worth saving.

Believe me when I tell you that I've been persistent
Cuz I'm more scarred
More scarred than my wrist is

I may have seemed happy and cheerful in my videos, but that was only on my exterior. On the inside, I was a mess. Almost as messy as the cuts on my wrists.

I've been trying too long
With too dull of a knife
But tonight I made sure that I sharpened it twice

I had tried so many times, with pills, by hanging myself, by slitting my wrists, but they could easily fail. This way, I will definitely die, once land for all.