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He was all of myself,
without him I'd no identity.
Life became lackluster
stretching like an eternity.
All the love dissipated
as the wind of despair ripped out
from the roots inside my heart,
allowing the bitterness to shout.
A carnal shell formed there
hardening into resined stone
that built into a craggy nest
segregating me alone.
Tiny ruptures in my heart
were scalloped into fissures
that allowed the blood of injury
to wash out all the treasures.
Where emptiness engulfed,
I dangled o'er hellish pit,
and all my happy memories
wrenched within my spirit.
As I felt the end had come,
contemplated my demise,
a glowing warmth emanated
from someone else's eyes.
A simple act of kindness,
an understanding person,
cracked the shell around my heart
and brought me back to reason.
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Author notes
~Suicidal ideation happens all the time. It is written about all the time. But it is what snaps us out of it that needs to be lauded. THANKS for the contest! ~
A contest entry
- Suicide Solution by Blood Magick.
540 points, ended July 26, 98 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Comments
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This is beautifully written. I can relate to the despair here, and it is so true that sometimes all it takes is just one special person to help lift you up when you have forgotten how to get up. I love the way you have portrayed the depth of pain, and then the hope ahead. Blessings, Patty
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wow! The raw emotion in this poem is gripping. You have penned pain in human emotion very well. Well done!
Love,
Amera♥
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Thank you for your comment on Cracks. You are always so kind about my poems.
~ Joyce
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