Teenage Suicide

I'm scared i'm coming to an end.
The walls are closing in.
I start breathing in a special sequence.
Its hard to stay in control.

My heart starts thumping faster.
But my mind is in a different time.
My legs start to feel uncomfortable, as i'm not using them.
The room begins to spin.

I guess this is what my mum told me about.
What you feel like when you succeed.
It's not what i expected, but it gets rid of everything else.
My eye lids slide close.

I start to choke.
I try to say something, but i can't managed the words.
I can hear the rythm of my voice in my head.
All of my memories come back to me.

It's to late to stop now.
But i'm enjoy my moment of piece.
Somehow it stops.
But i'm still breathing.

I hit the hollow cold floor with a thump.
I feel someone pressing there fingers on my neck.
My neck seems to be covered in some sort of cold liquid.
I realise my neck has been cut, probably from the rope.

I still don't understand why i'm not happy and feeling nothing.
Then i hear a car coming and more people entering the room.
I'm scared, but i still can't open my eyes.
Maybe this is the feeling before death.

I wake up, in a white bed.
They're tubes inside my arm, and a machine keeping my heart rate.
My mum and a doctor talking about me.
Yet again, just another attempt at a teenage suicide.