An Unsettling Escape

Pressure crushes my mind

And I’m seeing stars

I might go blind

As I’m trapped behind these bars

I’m a prisoner to life

And my death is not in sight

I have an idea that’s not so bright

As I sit there and stare at the kitchen knife

A thought so selfish

And an act with no undoing

Reviews

[John the Baptist]

Very nicely rhymed, leaves us guessing the intent without stating it. Hope it's not autobiographical.

[Karen Redburn]

This feeling behind this poem is clearly stated. An exact replica of suicidal thoughts. So heartbreaking and yet, completely understandable. Profound reality for too many.