Failed Suicide Club..The feeling of the winters airsifting its way through the mess of your hair.Feet planted on the broken yellow line,as cars quickly speed and drive by.Closing your eyes could feel like flight,the metal rail stings from your grip tight.The old chain with a jewel around your neck,swaying back against the wreckyou've learned to callMyself...The plastic bottle with the label "not for children"popped the cap and hoped for a handful to take in.But in the end, your shaking palm drops the pillsmemories of that one that make your mind full."Forever and ever.""I promise.""Babygirl, don't do this..""I Love You."In all the attempts,that phrase never let you finish to death.The familiar voice that shook with tears,the one you wished to be with for years.And every time, it ends the same.Bursting into tears and crying his name.Wishing to tell him one last time,"I love you, you promised to be mine..."