Contemplating Suicide

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Contemplating SuicideThe easy way they say.

Do you want to play?

The suicide game each day,

The choice to die or stay.

To live in pain or face the unknown

The Samaritans to phone.

Talk it away it’s all over blown,

Fact to face my live alone,

A choice is made it must end,

To Tartarus my soul I send,

But how? what way?

Cut the wrist they say,

Or pills and booze,

So you slip away on a dream like cruise,

Jump in front of train,

For too many this will cause pain,

From a great height,

Off a bridge a dead of night,

Once you decide on a way,

Now to choose time of day,

With all the thinking in my head,

It stops me from being dead,

But someday, I will not say,

I will lose this game I play,

IF YOU ARE FEELING SUICIDAL PLEASE REACH OUT FOR HELP, HERE IS A LIST OF HELPLINES AROUND THE WORLD https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/List_of_suicide_crisis_lines

About Mr BPD

About Author. I have Borderline Personality Disorder and as a writer and poet I explore my madness through the creative arts. I have a personal belief that even in darkness light exists and it is a personal responsibility to always seek the light and I find the light in creating something.
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