Sunday, April 8, 2012

Operation death: Trial #2

I'm sorry I failed last night. An acute bout of tears flooded me and i made the above to sling over me and the doorknob. Unlike in the movies, there is no one to stop you, no one to bring you back from the edge, no one pities you. It hurt, it hurts, my belt tightened, I felt blood vessels engorge. I tried to ease myself into it but still it hurts. I will fix that next time. This has been trial #2; I had a previous episode with my pocket knife a couple of months back, my wrist still tingles.

Maybe I should sleep, then at least I'm unconscious, and i can't hurt myself. I'll try go bed now, read a bit, then sleep.

Edit:
If I had more guts, I might have succeeded. Will try again.

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