Caught

My most recent suicide attempt. Not a wise thing to do. (More like prose than poetry).
All I wanted was death
But happiness also

I don't want to hurt my family
They’ve done nothing wrong
It's the only idea that holds me back

I collected some pills
Over the course of several weeks
I swallowed 36 capsules

They made me tired
But before anything could come of it
I was caught

Sent to the emergency room
Three long days in the psychotic ward
Am I crazy?

But now I'm out yet again
What will come of it?

By Lisa Proctor
Published: 7/2/2007
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