Wrapped in a blanket of darkness
Unable to see that which is around you
Only able to hear indecipherable noises
That strike fear in your heart and
Doubt in your mind
Comforted by
Ceasing your existence
Suicide
The thought of
Running through your mental
Screaming, "DO IT!" as it passes by
"But I like living, breathing, experiencing," you proclaim
"Yeah, but this is easier.
"Hardest part is pulling the trigger.
"And instantly...no pain,"
It chides on again
Frustration hugs you
And tears wash away
Happy thoughts of yesterday
Anger kisses you and
Contempt settles into the arms of dismay
Deja vu of writing, thinking & feeling this once before sinks in
But not the memory of how you stopped this depression
And finally...came to grips and was content with be broken
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