Stop.

Take a break or perhaps a nap

I just need you to stop.

Slowly you're killing me

nonstop

24/7

What am I to do?

He doesn't love me.

I shouldn't eat.

I'm obnoxious and loud.

If I don't get out of this town

I''m going to drown.

Stop with the whispers, stop with the torment

I just need to vent.

I just want to recover

Suicide's a bugger.

Maybe with pills

or perhaps with a gun

but my body. Who would find me?

Thoughts are scattered, and the negativity is enough to kill.

Help I'm sinking.

Overthinking.