Thoughts Come Knocking

Thoughts come knocking at my mind

Good, bad and even suicidal

That latter had been visiting more and more

I tried my best not to open the door

But they often broke into my home anyway

Angry for not listening to what they wanted to say

Tearing down everything to retaliate

Leaving me wrecked and in disarray

One day, they knocked and I invited them in

Tired of fighting and feeling done in

We talked for hours about what they knew

And guilt for ignoring them suddenly grew

When the time for them to leave had come

A friendship with these thoughts had begun

I searched for what they could have wracked

Pleased to find nothing attacked

Furniture in place, no broken glass

And no fear of the next time they’d be back

SWD 07/2018

3 Comments Add yours

  1. Matt says:

    Such an important message. And, of course, wonderfully penned.

    Liked by 1 person

  2. NSTW says:

    Thank you so much, Matt!

    Liked by 1 person

  3. Speaking the truth, we all have those kind of thoughts from day to day. It’s how you deal with them that defines you. Most become self destructive. I know I have and it has become hard to break the cycle.

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