My Thoughts Tell Me

January 1, 2018
Kill yourself.
Just end your life.
Paradise is seen only in the movies.
Living won’t be enough for me.
Don’t wait for a husband or wife.
True love is a lie.
The only way out is to get high.
My thoughts tell me.

Hang yourself.
Get a rope.
Tie it around your neck.
There is no hope.
Hide the letter in the wreck.
Take a step on the chair.
Let her rip an ugly scare.
My thoughts tell me.

Isolate and medicate.
Chug down some pills.
Relax and watch the last sunset pass.
This way is better than poisonous gas.
Imagine a life of growing prime.
Think of your crush one last time.
This is the last you’ll face pain internally.
My thoughts tell me.

Shoot yourself.
Steal a gun.
There is nowhere else to run.
Place it right to your head.
Admit you’re already dead.
Or maybe take it up a notch.
And shoot yourself in the crotch.
To watch yourself bleed to death
My thoughts tell me.

Give yourself to Satan.
Let him take your soul.
He gets you better than anyone else.
Let him patch up the holes.
Perform Satanic rituals.
And find the demons that dwell.
Follow them straight to hell.
My thoughts tell me.





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Mel0dy.P. said...
yesterday at 1:07 pm
Please do not kill yourself. Suicide is a permanent solution to a temporary problem. There is so much to live for. Please reach out to someone who can help. I don't know where you are from but here is the Suicide Lifeline number for the US 1-800-273-TALK [8255]. Please get help from anyone you can. Talk to a parent, a therapist, a counsellor, anyone. But walk away from the gun, put down the rope, and throw away the pills.
 
Ohpsych replied...
yesterday at 6:25 pm
Thanks but this is strictly business. I love to get an emotional response out of my poems. Sorry they are dark but it's so much easier for me to write
 
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