Sad ...
So sad, and I can't break --
Conflict with family,
Stupid job,
Pile of bills.
It would be so easy to end it all:
Slit my wrists,
Drive off a cliff...
So easy, and it would all be over.
I curl up in a ball and contemplate
How I could take control --
Succeed in one thing that would erase all others.
Sad...
So sad.
My eyes close,
Squeezing tears that remain.
My face is wet,
But not just from tears.
Tasha sits next to me,
Her paw on my lap,
Her tongue on my cheek.
Szievesen sticks her wet nose
Under my leg.
Logan and Murphy at my feet,
Phina barking outside,
And Phil holding my hand.
Still sad,
But I must stay here.
These six are my link to life,
And I must hold on.
Author notes
I have experienced a lot of depression lately over so many things. But one look from any of my five dogs or from my husband remind me that there is still something that makes me happy. Without them, I think life would be very scary. There's a lot to be said for unconditional love.
Written December 21st, 2005
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great job, you have wonderful, loving reasons for living. hang in there, you'll get through this! i hope you get better. thanks for the entry
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Liz
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Great job... sometimes the demands of life are very overwhelming and we have to sit back and think what is important to us.
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A nice poem.
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Thank you for your comment. Yes, I am debbie! JETS is my husband.
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Are you Debbie? How dee doo! I'm Lyndon. How are you? Your poor Hubbie would not want to kiss you on the cheek if he had known where the dogs' tongues had been. lol. You certainly answered the contest question in your poem. I found the poem artfully arranged but a bit ...scary(?). Yes, unconditional love is what Christmas is about too. While I'm at it: A happy, happy Christmas to you and a jolly, jolly New Year. Lyndon.
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that's cute. debbie I hope you live.
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