Suicide 2

Suicide 2

I am scared
of myself
of the plans my brain makes
while I watch helpless.
Doom hangs over my head
as I soldier through
this quicksand life
sinking deeper
with every step
I sink
I sink
I sink.
I dream of death
of the struggle’s end
I embrace the quicksand
like an old friend
I vanish
these are my dreams
so I pinch myself
to stay awake
just a few moments longer.
Why should I fight so hard
against something I want
with almost every part of me?
That “almost.”
When it vanishes,
I will too.

Crossroads

Crossroads

Suicide 1

Suicide 1