I start as a thought, with those that think
life is getting too much .
A way out for some through
Blade,
Tablets,
Water,
The different ways are too much,
But a choice will be made when their life is on top.
I am strong as the people let me be,
For some they welcome this thought.
As life is suffocating
The mind has broken no longer in touch.
Thoughts race through a mind
Regrets
That cant be changed,
As the burden of life swallows all
Hope,
&
Strength,
The mind is a thread,
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That could snap with a touch.
So I am suicide that is completed
In so many ways
A thought,
An action,
Then their is only peace,
I am a thought that is even now
An idea where life is getting to much.

I keep my ibuprofen in a Marlboro box
hidden deep beneath the pages of books that ever so kindly let the time pass by.


I take my ibuprofen two at a time
because they always used to tell me “good things come in twos..”

I guess that was true before I met you.


I swallow my ibuprofen with anything I can find because substances like this are highly divine, one of a kind.