It was on impulse-
One second
Too many
I choked
Then swallowed
The pills
I sat
In shock
Yes I
Wanted the death
But did not expect
I would try
Suddenly
Dread
Anxiety
Fear because
The pain
I might feel
Would hurt
I read
The side effects
Stress
Can’t tell
Anyone
Texted a friend
He was sad
I didn’t come
To him first
But there
Was nothing
He could do
But talk to me
In attempted comfort
The despair
The loneliness
Shaking
I sat
Panic
I felt
But then
At last
Peace
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Glad you’re alive to create art.
Good poem. Suppose some of the best poetry, really is about real events...
And of course life for some... can be very sad. Peace... can be difficult to find.
Time... there are somethings... that just... never heal.
Anyway... Hope you're alive.
If you are... please, try and keep it that way.
Yes... sometimes it can be our own choice.
Or it can something that is imposed.
Many things are so.
Best luck.
Very nice.
I tried to do it but then I became stressed when I thought of my family. Now I try it with cough drops. Doesn't work. So I stopped. This poem is so powerful. Amazing poem.
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