Suicidal Imagination

There's no part
of my heart,
that I haven't had to revive
I walk a thousand miles away
Just to see if I'd survive

Lost along the way
I fell right into my family's surprise
An Intervention
of my chemical intentions
So I Wrapped my hand around his tail
Now my friends read the newspaper
to see if I've my plan has failed.


   I can see my breath
    Im so high
    up in the sky
  

.......Maybe I didn't imagine my Stained Glass suicide