Confusion

 

Why did you do it?

Why did you want to die?

 

Why did you stop?

Were you afraid to die?

 

What drove you to it?

One big thing suddenly on one day?

 

Or many little things

That slowly built up

 

Do you wish you hadn’t done it?

Or do you wish you’d gone through with it?

 

Explain that look in your eyes

What does it mean?

 

Why are you so different now?

Is it because you’ve been to the brink and back again?

 

Or is it just knowing your fear?

Or knowing that we all know too?

 

Why did you do it?

Or shouldn’t I ask?