Three different choices, they haunt me at almost every turn. Daily the thoughts torment me. Usually one method per day which I suppose is a small blessing. One day it's hanging. The next it's overdosing. Or exsanguination. Strangely enough bleeding out has actually become the choice I ponder the least. Once my 'method of choice' I now find I lean more toward an overdose or hanging.
But you know what I would most like? I would like these thoughts to stop stalking me. Daily. Hourly. By myself it feels like there is only one way to accomplish that. And that is to choose.
The closet. The razor. The pills
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