Thoughts Poem by William Stgeorge
Thoughts
Thoughts
Should I make the rope
Should I pull the blade
Should I pop these pills
Should I pull the trigger
So many thoughts
Race through my brain
Wanting to leave this misery
I can't dream I can't sleep
I can't eat I can't go on living
In this darkness
The thoughts over take me
The darkness swallows me
I'm left with nothing but these thoughts
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8/28/2026 2:17:37 AM # rel_20260827T145718Z_a0f1bd3
That's negative thoughts for you.