Painting it black

A few poems I wrote about my suicidal mind and my suicidal habits.
Please tell me what you think and I hope you like it!


3. Too late

They only realised
I needed help
The time I needed stitches

But what about
The time
I took too many pills

Or the time
I searched my entire house
For a rope

And the time
I almost jumped
In front of a train

They only realised
I needed help
When I painted
The bathroom floor

When really
I needed help
When I started painting
The inside of my mind

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