i could've been anchored away
beneath the frost and floe
comatose in the river mud.
i would've been mortified
ice crushing my lungs into sushi
nothing but the taste of dirt
curling over my tongue.
i should've considered
that i wouldn't have
spoken any last words
only bubbles would slip through
I was sitting under the bridge i nearly jumped off, today
and i wrote this
Please remember that you aren't alone
and you don't have to end your life before you live it
Grats on the well-deserved DLD.
This is a wonderful perspective, and the poem is very beautiful.
Congrats on the DLD! It is well deserved! This piece is beautifully written and very original!
I think you understand we are happy to hear that you did not jump, so the world can continue to hear and read and see what you have to tell.
I came close to it a lot, this past summer
And a few more times in the beginning of winter, but with different tools
But I think I've been almost two weeks clean
A subject close to my heart. The poem is telling, expressive and relatable. Somehow you writing this underneath a bridge reminded me of Kurt Cobain...
Thank you very much
It's just that that particular bridge, both my friend and I almost jumped off, on two separate occasions.
We have a lot of history, that bridge and I
Oh dear, we'd miss you so much it'd hurt, so please don't do that! It'll get better soon.
I'm so sorry
hope you feel better soon!