Have you just stared at the celing before?
Do you think about life?
So those thoughts of life turn out to be the exact opposite?
Voices in your head screaming to end the thoughts?
Maybe by making them a reality?
Do you think about the rope?
The warm water surrounding your cold body?
You're girlfriend or your mom walking in screaming because they don't know what happened?
The closer the light might get?
Or if there is any light at all?
Did you think about your family?
How your the black sheep?
How they talk about you during gatherings
You're the emo
The best
The fake gay
The weirdo
The gross one
The who're
The one that's going to jail
The one set up for immediate failure
How many times did you think about This?
One time?
Five?
Hundreds?
Millions?
Did you think about how easy it would be to end it all?
Or did you not care
Did you not care about the face you girlfriend would get when she found you?
The trama?
The never ending depression that made your sadness hers
You didn't care
You only care about everyone else
You cared about the mother that watched you cry yourself to sleep every night
You only cared about the person that lied to you
You only cared about the person that cheated on you
That manipulated you
Stole from you
Beated you
Took any trust you ever had and threw it away
You should thought about the girl that held you when you were crying
That wiped your tears
Kissed your stomach
But you did
Do you think about how it's too late to care now?
