September is ‘National Suicide Awareness
Month’
Nine years ago my son took his life and two
Years later I attempted to take mine. They
Call this a cluster effect, when the act is
Followed by a family or friend, or even a celebrity.
It has a lasting effect on many. Some do not
Understand the depression or other mental
Disorders that can lead to this devastating
Illness. I have dealt with depression all of my
Life, some times more difficult than others.
And some family members or friends
Do not understand, and withdraw from
The sufferer, not
Realizing it is like any other illness
One may have. If you have a broken leg it is
Not your fault, and have to seek professional
Help for healing, surgery, medications and
recovery.
Isn’t that true of mental illness? It is not our
Fault that we have a broken mind, unable to
Control our thoughts. Shouldn’t we as well
Seek healing through doctors, therapy and
Medication?
The following is a poem I wrote after my
Experience with this emotional trauma.
I have posted this before but in recognition
Of this month I would like to share it again.
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It was a sudden decision
A force grabbed my mind
To all things on earth I
Was blind
I was done!
A warm summer evening
With beauty all
Around
That I would never again
Look upon
A bottle of pills and a bottle
Of wine would do this job
Just fine
Driving up the road past
Homes of friends
I did not realize the pain
My decision would bring
But this would only be for a
Time
Friends would soon forget, I
Would be forgotten as time
Went on
The sun began to set
As I parked the car on a
Far off road
My last night on earth
Taking one more look
Shadows lingering upon the
Hills
I twisted the cork tipping
The bottle to my lips
Taking the bottle of pills
Falling asleep, death would
Be a sweet release
~~~~
Suddenly I awoke to the
Sound of words
As I was placed on a stretcher
They were trying to keep me
Alive
I was angry
“Why God, was I not taken,
Did You have something else
In mind?”
“Did I try to stop my clock just
For You to rewind?”
This was my intention but
He had plans of intervention
The answer to this question
Would come in time!
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