How I Nearly Went Poem by Rachel Henley

As I stared at the pills at my side,
Thinking. how many. would it take. for me. to die.
I imagined all the people I loved, For one last time.
How I would be unreachable to them, even for a goodbye.
My soul, ever since that day, has never been the same.
People I grew to love, left the same way they came.
Feeling ever so lonely, that death was a friend.
Who would hold me, embrace me, until the very end.
I wrote a letter, addressing all my woes.
And how death, was the only way, I could let them go.
Even now I weep, At the letter that I wrote,
Telling my mother, she was not the one to blame.
For my family not to give up, on love and hope.
Even though, I am still alive, and well today.
It does not mean, I do not wish, for death, to take me away.