I can see myself

I can see my body hanging limp

Like a chandelier that's been caught in a draft

From someone opening the front door

I can see myself

I can see the pool of blood

From my slit wrists

The last reminder to the world

That I felt alone

I can see myself

I can see my face pale as death

A marble statue in the wrong setting

Lowered from a balcony

To drop crashing to the ground below

I can see myself

I can see my figure surrounded by strangers

Who cry out like they didn't know this was coming

Gasping and holding their hands to their mouths

As I hang my head

I can see myself

I can see the commotion

As they lower my body

Pretending to handle it with care

When all they wanted to do is discard it

In the dumpster outside

My resting place

I can see myself

I can see my body hanging limp

Like the last leaf on a tree so bare from the cold

I can see it…

And I regret it