bpd · depression · help · mental health · poetry · reading · stigma · suicide

The Last Chapter

(WARNING: potential trigger alert)

 

The gentle fizzing noise in the background soothes my spinning mind,

Finally no need for any answers, no need for any lies.

Soon this will all be over, no more fighting anymore,

Just take another sip and keep an eye on the door.

Though mainly used for headaches, this substance numbs my pain,

The more I seem to drink the less I have to explain.

A few more deep breaths and then my head falls on the floor,

Eyes are starting to close, I guess only dying has won me this war.

 

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