[ WP ] The day after a suicide attempt

I know I'm a little late, but this popped up as my random prompt, so here goes. 
 
 
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 The sun 
 `` The start of a new day?'' 
 spits through my window, hitting me in the face, 
 snapping me into conscious thought. 
 
 The steps 
 `` How much for the rope?'' 
 of how I got to that point 
 have n't changed since I kicked the chair. 
 
 The melodrama 
 `` Who would miss me?'' 
 is suddenly just that 
 and I feel foolish, childish, worthless. 
 
 For more than just the rope snapping. 
 But 
 
 the exhaustion 
 `` I just ca n't go any more.'' 
 still lingers 
 and I just want to sleep. 
 
 And the sun 
 `` The start of a new day.'' 
 tells me that I have a chance 
 to make it work this time.
