Almost Broken

By Gabby Aguirre

 

As I stand on the brink,

Deciding whether to

Take my final steps.

As I sit in this room,

Contemplating if I

Should cut just a little bit deeper.

As I hold these pills and alcohol,

Imagining what would happen if I

Took this last, fatal swallow.

As I walk these city streets,

Brooding about exactly what

Car to jump in front of.

I think to myself:

Why not?

What do I have to live for?

This world doesn’t need me!

I creep a little bit further,

Get ready to cut a little bit deeper,

Ensure the noose is a little bit tighter,

Put a handful of pills in my mouth,

Run a little bit faster.

But then I think:

Why?

What don’t I have to live for?

My world needs me!

And I stop dead in my tracks,

Spit out all the pills,

Take my neck out of the noose,

Throw the razor across the room,

And step away from the abyss,

Unscathed, and ready to live.