If only her silence would speak up
of the times she cried on the bathroom floor
of the words, that forced her to give up
of the times her heart felt sore.
Heart so heavy it began to leak
world so blue she began to weep
was there no one she could seek?
the chisel had cut too deep.
She grasped her heart, sobbing “oh mother”
her heart now throbbing in her ears
” I wish I wasn’t such a bother”
the blood now mixing with her tears.
Watched her feeble mother while she cried
banging on the glass door as her child committed suicide .
Resources
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Suicide Prevention (Click to Expand)
(800) 273-8255 is the National Suicide Prevention Lifeline.
To learn how you can make a difference in suicide prevention visit https://afsp.org/make-a-difference or https://suicidepreventionlifeline.org/how-we-can-all-prevent-suicide/ or https://www.nimh.nih.gov/health/topics/suicide-prevention/index.shtml .
You can also learn more about the cause of suicide from the National Alliance on Mental Illness at https://www.nami.org/Get-Involved/What-Can-I-Do
A lil bit of info from health.govt.nz
It can be really hard to tell someone you care about that you are feeling suicidal. If someone tells you they are thinking about suicide, recognise their pain or what they’ve just said and invite them to keep talking.
Most people who attempt suicide don’t want to die – they just want their pain to end or can’t see another way out of their situation.
A person who is thinking about suicide might not ask for help, but that doesn’t mean that help isn’t wanted. They might feel ashamed of how they’re feeling, like they don’t deserve help, or like no-one can help them.
Lots of people feel suicidal at some time in their lives. It can feel impossible to have hope that things will get better.
People who feel suicidal often feel like they are alone and that their family and friends would be better off without them.
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