Suicide, Cutting and Depression thoughts and poems {Book 1}

hey you; (Last chapter)

Hey you, yes you, with the razor in your hand
and the tears in your eyes. I hope this has
reached you in time.

Don't drag that blade across your
wrist, leg, hip or tummy.

Hey you, yes you, with the pills in your hand
and death on your mind. I hope this has
reached you in time.

Don't swallow those pills. I actually care.

Hey you, yes you, with the rope around your
neck and vodka on your breath. I hope this
has reached you in time.

Don't jump don't hop just stop. Remove the
rope climb off the chair, I care.

Hey you, yes you, with the horrid past and a
bright future. I'm glad this has reached you in
time.

Now you see that I care.

From: Me
To: You(reader)