I've had a breakdown.
I shunned people out,
told them I was fine.
But I'm not.

I'm breaking down inside.
With blade in hand,
rope above,
I say my last goodbye.

I slit my wrist.
1... 2... 3.
I jump off the chair,
neck breaking and rope tightening

All hope of living is lost.
Everything turns black,
and I see stairs, leading into the clouds.

He says 'No.' and points down.
I was pushed
into a fiery hell.
My sanity is gone.

And to think,
this all started,
with a
BREAKDOWN.

-Lucas McCully