the last supper (poem/vent)

[soaringskies]

a while ago,

i think this was in summer of 2025

i had everything planned out

everything i wanted to do,

hangout my friends

call my sister

get my last laughs in

i had done everything beforehand

to let myself go

nothing too messy

drowning in my bathtub.

i have my own private bathroom

nobody would see me

i lit a candle i never got to use

was waiting for the perfect time

no better time than death i suppose

got my phone out and started writing my goodbye letter

even to people who, at the moment, i didn't even care much, nor did they care about me

i didnt wanna leave any loose ends

i sat in the tub a bit while it filled up

it was warm

nice

i never wanted to leave

i did have to at one point

got out to finish up the note

had a few people left

then i got a text

it was my friend

i have 0 recollection of this conversation

probably for the better

knowing us, it was probably something stupid

like a show we had in common

i got so caught up

by the time it was over

my mom started banging on the door

"its been 2 hours. what are you doing? get out now"

if i had gone through with it then

she wouldve torn the door down

so i washed my hair

and scrubbed myself clean

as clean as i could be

and i got out

i felt stupid

it shoul

i didnt even try

it shouldnt count

i changed into my pajamas

and went to bed

i'm glad i opened that text though

that conversation was worth it

 

[endboss]

really nice

 

[soaringskies]

really nice

thanks, reminiscing about the past and it just came out

 

[PanaxMan]

a while ago,

i think this was in summer of 2025

i had everything planned out

everything i wanted to do,

hangout my friends

call my sister

get my last laughs in

i had done everything beforehand

to let myself go

nothing too messy

drowning in my bathtub.

i have my own private bathroom

nobody would see me

i lit a candle i never got to use

was waiting for the perfect time

no better time than death i suppose

got my phone out and started writing my goodbye letter

even to people who, at the moment, i didn't even care much, nor did they care about me

i didnt wanna leave any loose ends

i sat in the tub a bit while it filled up

it was warm

nice

i never wanted to leave

i did have to at one point

got out to finish up the note

had a few people left

then i got a text

it was my friend

i have 0 recollection of this conversation

probably for the better

knowing us, it was probably something stupid

like a show we had in common

i got so caught up

by the time it was over

my mom started banging on the door

"its been 2 hours. what are you doing? get out now"

if i had gone through with it then

she wouldve torn the door down

so i washed my hair

and scrubbed myself clean

as clean as i could be

and i got out

i felt stupid

it shoul

i didnt even try

it shouldnt count

i changed into my pajamas

and went to bed

i'm glad i opened that text though

that conversation was worth it

A nice poem

 

[CaramelAppleStars]

Thank you for sharing. The imagery is somber, but also comforting