A poem for death

Hi (update)

So my mum saw the cuts

She called the police 

Itll be awhile.

So she had me taken away in handcuffs. (different pairs. I slipped the first. Payback)

The cop told me I had a really bad attitude.

They left me in the car for about 20 minutes where I had a break down and cried for 15 minutes. (I almost threw up in their traffic cones and I wish I would have)

The officer ended up taking me to the hospital. I was there for 6 damn hours.

I absolutely wouldn't cooperate with them Especially after they forcefully took off my pants.

She signed me up for group therapy off all things. Hello panic attacks my old friend.

I haven't eaten since 3 am and I'm not talking to my mum. 

What was I doing when the police showed up you might ask? 

Listening to music. The same thing I was doing all night.

Anyway that's just the basics for any of you that were worried about me.

Thanks for reading guys. I love you