Ways to Die of Suicide
The blood that runs from wrist to arm
Now knowing that all I've ever done was harm
How good it would feel to know that your childhood and memories were in the sea of red
What it would be like for everyone to know that their enemy was dead
Pills were no way for this life to end
It'd be too easy to just take a couple and kill this life that was too hard to mend
Guns I'd never use for they've killed too many already
And the temptations to just pull the trigger and that's it, gone so quick and steady
Drowning would only let me feel that I am free before my blink
Knowing that it would be my last time for laughing, crying, or to think
Cutting off my air passage would only be torture for I'd die in pain
And the image that my rescuer would observe only to make them insane
Jumping is another way out but the result would be a mess
God, why can't I just be happy for once, free from all this stress
But all these situations will never come true for me
For I've made the one promise to never commit suicide, this is how the rest of my life will be

By mandie, age 15, Atodd1120@yahoo.com