Thought Poem by Amanda Eckols

I don't know when it first enter my head
dark thoughts like clouds rolled into my mind
strong desires centered 'round death
quite surrounds me, maybe I'm already dead?

I came very close a few nights ago...
to ending my life, I wanted to go!
At some point argued (my time would arrive)
I've never been one to wait, so I took it into my own hands

The knife would not cut me the blade was too dull
the gun did not fire I guess they were duds
The rope didn’t hang me, the knot came undone
Water did not drowned me, fire did not burn
Punishment was certain........
And mine is to LIVE!