Suicide
By MistressAli

The ambulance blares
And people know someone's hurt
They don't know the wailing this time
Means suicide
Suicide: the flight
Or not
Only attempted this time

Don't put that blood into my arm
I'll rip out the tubes
I want it freed from me
Spilt upon the floor
I want to see this simple red liquid
And think, 'this holds my life
No more'

Don't try to restrain me or
Bandage my gaping wounds
I will rip the fabric off, I will scream and kick
I want to cut the strings that hold me,
A hapless puppet, 
To this earth
This hell

I want to fly, don't you understand,
The sky's so close to my straining hand
I can't quite touch it
Not with my wings clipped
My hands tied
I can't float when you grab my ankles

And hold me down in this hole.

Let me go
Let me go
Please
Let me go.