Suicidal Thoughts…

Suicidal Thoughts…

Suicidal thoughts.

I used to have these a lot.

Thinking about my death.

But never planning to act.

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They used to float around.

Comforting in a way.

I knew I’d never do it.

An escape fantasy I suppose.

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Perhaps they didn’t deepen.

Seen for what they were.

I also found the words to share.

Which eased my troubled thoughts.

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I’d never make assumptions.

That you’re the same as me.

But try and find a voice to talk

One that works for you.

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We all need to find our way.

To see what isn’t being shown.

And listen for those words unsaid.

So there’s help for those tortured minds.

❤️