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I walked outside, and was met with this garden

full of life, full of saturated colours

it was the only place I've seem in almost forever

that didn't appear monotone to my vision

years of built up trauma

to be met with silence here

it was a place where I could find closure

a safe haven from all my problems

the garden spoke to me

and I spoke back

subtle whispers telling me to do it

to accept my fate in suicide

and find embrace within solitude for an eternity

and with no second thoughts I knew what to do

the night before I took a bunch of pills

before overusing my medication

and cutting my wrists

now I have opened my eyes

and realise that the garden never even existed

here I am... writing my final goodbye

on the edge of this cliff, on this bench

nobody would ever begin to understand

nor would I really expect anyone to

it's just a shame, to live my life

thinking that maybe someone would notice me

knowing that's only a dream

I look over the cliff

and at the vast horizon of a blissful blue sea

and as I take this leap

I become submerged within the depths

as I sink to the bed of the ocean floor

I think to myself

this would be a wonderful way to go...