Is This Normal? Or Am I Sick?

Another day goes by the same thought fills my mind,
suicide, suicide, suicide.

It's a thought I can't get rid of,
I don't know what wrong with me.

Is this normal?
Or am I sick, and meant to be in a mental hospital?

I'm to afraid to speak a word of this,
afraid of what people might think or say..

I mean this isn't something someone talks about everyday.
This isn't normal! This is sick.

Thinking of death, and just being so depressed.

I mean don't get me wrong,
my life is fine.

I just can't shake these thoughts out of my mind.
Am I out of my mind?

How do I get rid of them..?
I don't.

I don't know what's wrong with me.
Why they're here, I have no idea.

I guess I'll just have to cope.
It's not so bad, just some tears here and there.
Headaches from time to time.
Maybe even the urge to cause self-harm.

Self-Harm you say?
Don't worry..I'd never do such a thing.

I may come close,
I might have the blade in my hand.

Yet I'd never dare use it,
only if I had no choice.
Which I fear could be near..

Author's Note

Hope you enjoyed the poem, please tell me your opinion.

Reviews

[r]

Wow, this is raw, and amazing. I love how you have some words in red, it really adds to the poem

[BrokenJuliet]

I feel like that everyday. I don't even know a word to describe it,but your a amazing writer.

[FocusedAmnesia]

"I don't know what['s] wrong with me."
"Why there [they're] here, I have no idea."
Minus those two small errors, this was a good read. Very raw and emotional.