Suicidal Thoughts…

Suicidal Thoughts…

Suicidal thoughts.

I used to have these a lot.

Thinking about my death.

But never planning to act.


They used to float around.

Comforting in a way.

I knew I’d never do it.

An escape fantasy I suppose.


Perhaps they didn’t deepen.

Seen for what they were.

I also found the words to share.

Which eased my troubled thoughts.


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.


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.


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