Spiraling down,
back into the unknown,
Painful journey,
Don't know
What will
Happen next.
Want to
Die.
December 7th, 2002
Written after a suicide attempt on the 4th of December where I tried to cut my shunt in my brain with a razor. I was in the mental hospital for 10 days in Dallas. Wrote this poem in the hospital. It helped a lot.
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Reviewed by T. Emilie Dybevik (Reader)
Reviewed on April 23, 2003
This is sad but am glad you are still here :)
There is not a day that goes by that you do not think and blame yourself for that person and their actions regardless of what any letter said.
Thanks for sharing...Teresa
Reviewed by J John (Reader)
Reviewed on April 23, 2003
Hope alls well in the world now Becca .. thanks for sharing the write and the background ... Best wishes ..J & J
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There is not a day that goes by that you do not think and blame yourself for that person and their actions regardless of what any letter said.
Thanks for sharing...Teresa