Long drawn suicide…

Empty wrappers in my hand

One a day saves my life

Taken together, will end my strife.

Hang in there. Help is on its way, they say.

Please! But who will keep me from myself away?

Breathe. Go slow. Take it day by day.

Cuts and bruises on my arm

Please wake me up from this nightmare, dear alarm

Or send me as well, to that far away farm.

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