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Words cut deep, deeper than this knife I hold to my wrist. Shaking and sweating. Weighing the options of do I or don't I? My my my all these thoughts, voices and noise. Pain fills my heart and nobody knows. There's a part of me that's screaming for love, maybe even attention, acceptance, relief, I just. need peace... a piece of this pill maybe just a few, I take a deep breath because I'm wrestling with these thoughts and voices do I or don't I? Like a dream an angel on my right the enemy on my left. Why stay I have nothing left? Im invisible, my knees tremble as I pour this vodka. This plus this add a lil of that. hand full of pills assorted colors. I want to free my mind, free my mind, is there peace in my mind? Unworthy, damaged goods, dumb, im so numb. I hear a chant "do it...do it.. do" then I hear a whisper and feel a presence "not now" big as day. There's got to be another way.... All alone, on my own.

A lot of people feel or have felt this way. Alot of people are afraid to talk about it or anything else they have been through.  If you have been this low and are here today reading this then your blessed and you are still here to fulfill your purpose in life. You are good enough! Hold your head high, seek the help you need and HELP others.