i ingested two dozen sleeping pills
with a fifth of scotch;
tied the plastic bag around my head,
with high-grade zip ties,
in hopes to end this life
sooner rather than later.
unable to sleep, but hyperventilating,
she popped in, unexpectedly, perhaps
knowing or feeling something wasn’t
right with her kin.
do you have one of those people in your
life that’s loved by all, admired by most,
trusted by the world, respected by everyone
they meet, and just does all the right things?
I wish that was me, but i’m fortunately blessed
to be related to this person: my sister. the most
beautiful soul this world ever created
(i’m still unsure who she inherited these traits from).
Love ya, sis. Thanks for saving my life.