Part 2 of “Planning.”
The wind is choppy.
The ocean is ravenous.
My soul is faltering.
My breath hitching.
Should I tell someone?
Would they rather know?
Or should I keep it to myself?
They’re better off not knowing.
No one should know about the nothing.
Don’t follow in these footsteps.
This is not the way out.
Forget me from your memory,
Remember me in a better light.
I am being pushed to my limits
By the brain within my skull.
I have no way out,
Just a blissful sleep to come.
Don’t follow in these footsteps.
Don’t linger in the fog.
Maybe I will tell someone.
Or fall like a log.
No words.
Only final actions.
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I don’t know what to do.
help me. save me from myself.
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Are you in a place of safety? Can you call someone? A crisis line or something? Raquel-you know this is your illness, not really you driving this. Yesterday I was suicidal, the day before too. Today I’m not. It passes, it’s a cycle ofyour illness. You’re in the shitty bit of the cycle. But the wheel will turn to something better. I bloody love you Mrs and I don’t want ANY harm to come to you my friend. You are NOT alone. I understand, and I’m here for you xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
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