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.
❤️