Suicide prevention

Half way down the pathway to deceased
A sharp edge rested upon my necks crease
In a second I decide when it comes to this life
I’m not finished living it yet .

I’m gona deal with this but not finish it
I put that knife to my throat without piercing it
When that thought comes I have to diminish it ,
Put that flame out
Make a wish that it
Didn’t spit embers over my fences
set alight to the edges
of my morals
self worth and perspective.

I will forgive this moment and accept it .
I will strive for retention of my outward projection.