Overwhelmed emotions
Writing a letter
A tub full of blood
Rat poison
Last meal
Mashed potatoes and meatloaf
Anxiety depression
Hangman
Car crashed no seatbelt
Three cups of bleach
No one cares
But
If you do
Please Call The Crisis Center
I am suicidal
Offline)
Comments1
A frightening moment, I have had to deal with so many over the years and am always afraid to loose one. Hope you are fine.
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