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
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
That's negative thoughts for you.