The Thought

The THOUGHT crossed my mind,
A few too many times,
Each time I get closer,
Closer to losing my mind,
Closer to giving in,
To the THOUGHT,
That now consumes my mind,
I know it is not right,
And it's something I should not do,
But the temptation gets harder to fight,
It would be so easy just to do,
To release the pain I feel,
But I know it is not healthy,
And it would not only hurt me but you,
But just because I know it's wrong,
Doesn't kee the THOUGHT,
From crossing my mind,
From time to time,
When the pain gets to be too much,
The THOUGHT creeps in,
And once again,
I feel ashamed,
For thinking,
The THOUGHT,
I so desperately try to hide,
But you can see it in my eyes,
You can see that the pain that I feel,
Is real,
That you can not deny,
Sometimes all I need,
Is someone to tell me,
One reason why,
Why I should not give in,
To the THOUGHT,
That I try to hide,
Sometimes all I need,
Is someone to just accept me for I ,
For who I am inside,
Sometimes all I need,
Is just an encouraging word or two,
Or just someone to hold me true,
Even though the THOUGHT does not stop,
It helps me,
Stay focused,
And not give in,
To the THOUGHT.