I have been thinking

I wrote this poem in the hospital after I tried to commit suicide!

I sit here thinking,
the walls are closing in.
My world is crumbling down,
the air is growing thin.

My heart has been broken,
no time left for me.
The hurt has been done,
I wish death could set me free.

But I\'m sitting here,
my life is being watched.
Nowhere to go,
a life that\'s been untouched.

I\'m watching the people,
all walking along.
I wish I could be like them,
confident and strong.

People are whispering,
oh so peacefull still.
I can only see their mouths moving,
everything went downhill.

And as I sit here,
And think about the past.
It ws my love for you,
that never was to last.

People started talking,
words were said.
I wished I would have stopped them,
no closing the thread.

I couldn\'t let you go,
no time to let this pass.
Shattered mirror on the ground,
a little piece of glas.

But glass-
I did not need.
It didn\'t do the trick,
didn\'t do the deed.

So white pills-
on the table they layed.
I took them in my hand,
one by one-
my price was paid!