The words are mine.In the grip of the demon againFar from joyClose to the endExamine and describe the uglyThe wretchedThe walking deadSmiles are memoriesThis now crushesThis now blindsEven in the light I am but a blink away
They seem a bit odd today. Embarrassing. The really bad days are gone now, I hope for good. But the words are also a bit scary, because I know they came from deep inside of me.
It's a cliche, but I know of no other way to describe it.Which me todayShell or sunshineLove or landmineDo I choose or am I drivenHow can they both be meWhich one reality
It's a shadow.
But I also know it's a shadow I cast on myself.
Standing at the edgeThe top of the slideCorkscrew downIf I drop my guard I go for the rideStep over hereLook from the other sideI think my way thereWhen no exit can be seenShe reminds me I’m not really there
There's a hint at some of the solution there. At least for me.
If you love me like I thinkYou hide the suffering wellI must put you in purgatoryWhen I’m in my hellWill you keep waiting for me to emergeFrom the shadows I walk throughCan you breath for the both of usCan you be sane for twoThe right days are wonderfulBut too fewFrom the darkness I can barely remember themAnd the wonder that is you
Every situation is different, but professionals will tell you that interacting with others is key to our mental health. I know it's not easy. When I was down, the last thing I wanted to do was to be around anyone. But I also found that interacting with people was exactly the thing that helped me most consistently.
But mainly, know this:
You are not alone.
You are loved.
You have no idea how many lives you touch and how many people would be devastated by your loss. Even people you have never met.
If I made it, you can too.
If you need help and don't know where to start, write to me. I will help.
If you feel like you need to talk to someone right now, call The National Suicide Prevention Lifeline, 1-800-273-TALK(8255)
You are not alone.
You are loved.
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