my suicide


i open the door
walk into the place i call home
things seem strange somehow
sort of like a dream
but yet i see clearly
as if i were wide awake
i see the stains all along the floor
i follow them as a trail
they lead in towards the bathroom
i don’t understand
i see steam coming from under the door
i swing it open
and a scream escapes my lips
all i can see is red
so red it is almost black
i look even further
and look in the tub
and see my own unseeing eyes
staring back at me

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