I Cried Out; Attempted Suicide

I called out to Death And Death answered me I cried out for his embrace And he comforted me I poured my heart out to Death And he invited me to dine with him For the two months I visited Death I was at peace I danced with Death and I felt free Oh how i wished to dance with Death for all eternity! To be one with him and to live with him But alas, 'twas not to be For the two months I was Death's guest I never once thought of the ones i left distressed Death had given me an escape from the mess But looking back now 'twas not for the best Through my waltz with Death I caused more harm and no good Never once looking back Regret, a foreign taste upon my tongue Now, Death's cold kiss is engraved on my neck A reminder that dancing only leaves you with sore feet and a sore neck A mark I will carry Till the end of my days My health, in shambles My relationships, beyond repair My self-esteem, in the gutters And still all I can think of is 'my' I have caused more harm than good And learnt that dancing is best left for those called to dance For I cried out to Death And Death answered me