My chest feels like it's imploding
Slowing crashing into itself
time is slowed down
Its much too
slow

The world looks blurry and grey
Even though I can see
Perfectly fine.

My contacts list looks
Short
Compared to the last time
I checked
And I can't seem to find
A reason to live

Suicide looks so much prettier
At night
It tells you that the darkness
In your soul
Will match the darkness in the streets
But
at least
the streets have lights

It feels like my voice is tied in my throat
The voices decide,
If I live if I die
They get to vote

And I cry
Desert dry tears
Knowing that I won't be able
To take the step
To end it all
Tonight

Suicide looks prettier at night

it convinces you that
The street lights
Will die
With you

Whispers in your ear
All the things you beg
To not hear

It reminds you of the things
You can never forget
Drills it into your skull
Until it's all that's left

It ties you up
Keeps you alone
Cuts off your fingers
And smashes your phone

It leaves you to sit by yourself
in the dark
To watch the stars
Cry themselves to sleep

It puts on some makeup to cover its tears
And speaks with you
about your fears

You tell it everything
How could you not?
It's so pretty and calm
the night sets the scene:

a romantic night

A knife on the table
And pills in the drink
A noose acts as our light
As we chat about things

You share your deepest secrets
And it listens, never talks
Let's you talk until your voice is lost

at the end of the night
It leaves with a kiss
But your still *******
And you start to miss
The company
Of suicide