Suffocating
My mind feels so confused by all these thoughts needing all of them to end
I never thought I could get this far
But even my own life didn't throw me a curve ball
At this moment I need to get up and maybe go for a drive to get help sadly no car
Moods don't know how to handle, don't want to either
I hate these high and lows don't know witch is better
Wish I could just shallow a pill, truly I just need to take a breather
Next thing I know I was writing my letter
As I write my throat is getting tighter ,seem i can't catch my breath
Eyes filling up with tears as I grab my pillow and squeeze tight
I can feel I'm only a hour away from my own death
Maybe there a chance in the moment towards the end I will put up a great fight
Copyright © Heather Hans | Year Posted 2018
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