It’s getting bad again.
I can’t seem to purge those thoughts from my mind.
Every time I close my eyes I see them.
Flashes of my lifeless body.
Hanging from a rope.
In a pool of my blood.
Walls painted red.
All the ways I’d like to remove myself from this wicked world.
My sleep is plagued with nightmares.
My appetite overshadowed by self hatred.
......
I always hated the cold. It hurt.
Made me shake to my core.
Those icy winter mornings where the wind threatens to rip the very skin from your bones.
The damp cold sidewalk after an autumn rain.
It always disgusted me.
The cold would hurt you and sting you until you can’t feel anymore.
I always hated that numb sensation. The dull throbbing pain.
But as I lay here tonight.
Knife against my throat.
The cold steel invoking that very same sensation.
......
I always hated the cold. It hurt.
Made me shake to my core.
Those icy winter mornings where the wind threatens to rip the very skin from your bones.
The damp cold sidewalk after an autumn rain.
It always disgusted me.
The cold would hurt you and sting you until you can’t feel anymore.
I always hated that numb sensation. The dull throbbing pain.
But as I lay here tonight.
Knife against my throat.
The cold steel invoking that very same sensation.
......
It’s getting bad again.
I can’t seem to purge those thoughts from my mind.
Every time I close my eyes I see them.
Flashes of my lifeless body.
Hanging from a rope.
In a pool of my blood.
Walls painted red.
All the ways I’d like to remove myself from this wicked world.
My sleep is plagued with nightmares.
My appetite overshadowed by self hatred.
......