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Take care of yourself
Take a walk outside
Reach out to loved ones
Don't forget to exercise
It's okay to have feelings
Don't keep them inside
Even all the bad ones
Like how you want to die
They're valid, acknowledge them
Even if it makes you cry
For the longest time you held them
Let them go, cut the ties
When you're struggling, it's okay
Say what's true and not lies
Some people won't understand
But there are some who can empathize
Life will hit you hard
It feels more difficult at times
But look forward to the ups
Because without the downs, you'd have a flat line
Laura Sep 2018
I can see my breath
And for some reason
That frightens me
For some reason
I'm very frightened
By everything today
I'm frightened
By my own thoughts
By my own existence
Just by being alone
And I don't know
If that's normal
I don't know
If people understand
What that's like
To be afraid
Of the mind
You live in
To be afraid
Of the life
You were born in
But it's scary
And I don't like it
I don't like
Seeing my breath
I don't like
Seeing my veins
I don't like
Feeling my pulse
As I live my scared life
Because I'm truly frightened
By everything in my mind
And I don't know how to stop it
I don't know how to change it
I don't know what to do
And that scares me
Kathryn Irene Sep 2018
Your scars may run deep
Like the water among rivers
Your pain etched deep
Like the deep crevices of stone
Your heart may be failing
But I'm here to revive it.

You said you cannot go on
Yet you've traveled a thousand miles more
You say you're all alone
I can hold your hand, side by side
You think you're nothing
Yet your living, standing, breathing, beautiful

You feel trapped within your mind
Like a dove in a cage
Yearning to be free
From the ribcage confining you
You want to go to the extreme
But that is not the answer

Your life is so confusing
But all trails lead to the highway
Your mind is lost to darker thoughts
Yet there is an edge to the forest
Your mind tells you no
But what does your heart truly believe?

You feel like your floating through life, endlessly
Yet your feet stand on the ground firmly
You think you hear the drums of death
Yet I can only hear the sound of beauty
You think I cannot help you
I don't, I want to support you

I do not know how your life is or the issues it concerns
The twisted roads and dead ends your life has come to
How many times your heart has been staked or your body in pain
How many friends have abandoned you on a single plea for help
I can understand your mistrust, but believe
Believe in a tomorrow, a tomorrow with me

Do not intend to relive yesterday,
What has been said is done
Actions are like leaves drifting away
There is a tomorrow your eyes have not seen
Though it may be rough how else can it be?
If not for you then do it for me

How many people can your mind keep count
Or the many places exquisite with beauty?
How many lovers can your heart keep count
Until you find the one safe and happily?
How many adventures can you go through
Until you find a home content with life?

If not for you then do it for me
What friends love you will surely be sad
What family will weep, cry at your loss
How will their lives be changed
Without your light by their side?
You're not alone, little dove.

This is not the answer so
Please step away
Put the hurt down and walk away
Run into my arms and feel safe
I won't tell a soul if you
Promise to be safe

You only live once
So why throw it away?
For something you don't know
If it'll be better
So please stop drinking
And be sober with me

Put the gun down and
Surrender to me
If not for you then do it for me
Relive all the good memories
And come with me
Don't let go of what you know

Please, don't go..
And never know of what you don't
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Laura Jul 2018
It's a delicate thing
To talk about suicide
Apparently you can't talk about it
Without wanting to do it
You can't reminisce upon the feelings
Without falling down the hole

Even if you're feeling
Ten feet tall
Fully equipped
Metal fists
At the ready
You still can't talk about it

Other people don't want to hear about it
They all assume
That you'll do it
Even if you don't want to
Even if your metal fists
Are feeling secure
No shake in sight
It'll make other people
Uncomfortable
Insecure
Scared
Even when you're not
Laura Jul 2018
People tend to think it's an act
When you want to **** yourself
And it kind of is
You have to put on an act every day
In order to get through basic ****
Showering,
Eating,
Social interactions,
It's all an act
But you still want to die
That part most definitely isn't an act
That's the most real part of you
The deadest part inside
Is what's keeping you alive

The attention seeking *****
Seeks attention
Because they wonder if anyone actually gives a ****
Or if everyone else is putting on an act, too
Because if all the world's a stage,
And we're all just acting,
Then why not **** off some characters
Shakespeare got rid of Romeo and Juliet
And they were still famous
They were still the stars
And if you can be the star
But still be dead
Then why keep on living
When you're already dead inside
Rebecca Lombardo Sep 2016
You don’t like to stand so close to me
You don’t want to see things the way I see
You’re afraid you’ll become just like what I’ll be

Ask yourself what it is you want to be
If you had a choice you would never be me
Your fear guides you too far away to see
You pretend you’ve got some other place to be

Do you know what hurts the most?
You don’t even know what I struggle with lately
You can’t be bothered with learning about how I feel

Are our lives so far apart?
Maybe you’ve got a broken heart
Perhaps you’ve watched it all fall apart
And when it does, where do you turn?

What if you had a friend like me?
Strong enough to conquer those fears daily
What if I could show you how to be strong
Or that surrounding me with stigma is wrong?

What if you felt it all for just one day?
Maybe you would have a lot more to say
If you could look through the eyes of mental illness
Would you really find so much of a difference?

I bet you’ve had good days and bad days
I bet you’ve felt lost and out of place
I think you’re scared of the way you feel
So you blame it on something that’s not even real

Stop for a second and take a look
Ask me a question, maybe share a look

Be nice to everyone you meet
You never know what pain they’ve beat
You don’t have to look sick to be sick
You don’t have to look ignorant to be ignorant

If you try it, you could gain something you’ve always longed for
If you carry your shield of stigma forever
What confusion you’ll endure

Maybe you don’t want to know me
What about him?
Standing there looking scared
Or her, with her nose in a book
So nobody truly sees her

There are many faces of pain and sorrow
And there are many faces of stigma
You don’t have to struggle with either

If you reach out and find the wrong person,
will you blame it on the disease? Probably.
But you’ll have learned
So that the next time you meet someone like me
Standing in a crowd, terrified of the judgement
and the stares, you’ll know to go slow.

Trust isn’t easy to give or receive

When you find an ally in a face in a crowd,
Couldn’t that be your proudest moment of all?
I guess you could say this is my goodbye;
I can't continue anymore.
I'm sorry.
You would understand if you were in my position,
But you're not,
So you won't.
To this person and that person: I love you.
To you: live a full and happy life;
Forget me;
Move on.
This is the here and now.
I may be gone, but you're not.
Stay strong, don't cry over me - I'm not worth it.
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