1:20am

Shiny steel,

how nice it would be

if I could hold you once more against my pale wrists

and slice through to end it for real this time?

White pills,

how would you taste,

when you slip between my lips as I dip you

gently into my mouth,

sliding down my tongue to my throat?

Cool air,

how lovely it would be,

to finally meet you and feel you against my face

as I hold my arms out and try to grab you

in them,

when I finally lift my feet

off the edge of this building

that restricted me

from your quiet embrace.

Tell me.

Tell me how it is.

Tell me how it feels,

and I’ll come.