cutting
I walk into the kitchen.
I search for the biggest knife I can find.
I find one.
I take it in my hand.
I cut my wrist not once,
not twice,
but three times.
Blood gushing out.
I do the same to my other wrist.
I start to feel dizzy.
I faint.
I wake up in a strange white room.
I hear a beeping noise.
I wonder if this is heaven.
Then,
I realize that I'm in the hospital.
Because I cut myself.
I search for the biggest knife I can find.
I find one.
I take it in my hand.
I cut my wrist not once,
not twice,
but three times.
Blood gushing out.
I do the same to my other wrist.
I start to feel dizzy.
I faint.
I wake up in a strange white room.
I hear a beeping noise.
I wonder if this is heaven.
Then,
I realize that I'm in the hospital.
Because I cut myself.