on the 20th of may I committed suicide
but I am still alive
how I did with a knife
and I took a lot of pills to turn off light

in the middle of the night I died
a river of blood turned out of my vane
am I insane
or was it just right

I am not dead, yet
this is a big miracle
this is fucking failing kill
but I am much sad, still

now, this is a hospital
I am finding myself
clock is turning twelve
I am paying the bill