This addresses what it's really like to feel depression, you become so hopeless at a point that you don't think it is worth living and so you decide to end it or attempt to. People usually do regret attempting on their own life. The song you mentioned, Cough Syrup, by Young the Giant, right? I can see the parallels and connections and the taking of one more pill as representation of the line, "One more spoon of cough syrup now," was beautiful, dark obviously, but a good physical representation nonetheless. I also like the subtle mention of the boy being gay, like he made such a big deal of it well he was alive but now that he's dying he wishes he was more true to himself and the person he wanted to be with. Normally, you see that with the homophobic parents after they have lost a child and realized their acceptance could have helped them rather than in the child, but I guess normally you wouldn't hear from the child because of what they decided to do. I did notice a few grammar and spelling errors but other than that it's great. Keep up the writing.
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