Laying in a bathtub
Bloody water surrounding me
Both wrist cut
Suicide, suicide it’s all I think about

Having it all planned out
The when, where, how, why
Feeling this would solve all of my problems
Suicide, suicide it’s all I think about

Depression is like being surrounded by a wall of thorns that no one can break through to help save you
Each year more frown and disappointment
Thinking I was never going to get out of this black-hole
Suicide, suicide it’s all I think about

My mom so strong, breaks through the thorns to help save me
Finding my notes that had my plan drawn out
Her eyes filled with tears “don’t do this”
Suicide, suicide it’s all I think about

Hugs, tears, hugs, tears
Me explaining the situation “I’m sorry”
“Everyone is here for you, we love you”
Suicide, suicide not on my mind

Family showering me with love
Not opening any old wounds
Reminding me that they will always be there for me through all the ups and downs
Suicide, suicide gone from my mind