Stuiebabie

Suicidal Intent

Copyright, Stuiebabie

Seems like you’re at the bottom,
Got no lower to sink,
Rock bottom is your new home
Then the thought runs through you’re mind
But you dismiss it as silly
Just something other people do
Yet it seems appealing
It can get you out of the misery
Can ease your hurt
Can stop all the pain
The goal seems more and more achievable
You begin to think of it so much,
Consequences don’t get considered
Your brain functions yet doesn’t think
No thought of what may happen next
And in a second it is done
Soon to be all over
You have achieved your goal
As the feeling takes over
A feeling of being somewhere else
You begin to wonder
Begin to think
What am I losing,
What am I leaving behind?

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