The beauty of growing old--at least for me--is that I no longer find reasons to feel sorry for myself that once caused me to think of suicide. Now, whatever problems I face, I don't associate them with dying in order to find peace; I associate them with challenge to give meaning to life.
This line stood out for me...I think those who think of ending their life are those that feel they are dispensable and unneeded.
Your poem is full of insight and leaves a lingering message, allowing the reader to see that there is help out there, just reach out!
Great job!
Love and Peace~
Kimmy~
Staci, it's amazing how many people in this world suffer from depression and never seek medical help because they carry a stigma about mental health issues. I wish all of these people could realize that mental health issues is like any other medical conditions and they can be treated. I pray many people will read this poem & seek medical help. A nice write!
I know all to well the effects of depression and often the sucicide victim is giving a cry for attention..this theory has led all to often to people ignoring them with comments such as "If they really wanted to do it they would." This is such a falsehood, too many people have died from the illness of depression because no one took the time to reach out...lets be there and offer them hope not empathy.
People wouldn't feel this way if they get back to the REAL Reason for the Season: The Birth of our Lord and Saviour, Jesus Christ! No wonder people are unhappy: they let the commercialism get to them! Sad!
(((HUGS))) and much love, your friend in Tx., Karen Lynn. :(
Boy, you've penned a strong one today. Many get caught up in the trappings of the holiday, forgetting the Reason for the Season. No wonder so many are unhappy! Excellent.
A beautiful write Staci, very caring, too many hurt at this time of year and it is mostly because Christmas has the wrong meaning. We seem to forget it is the celebration of the birth of Baby Jesus not of how many gifts are under some well lit tree. Thank you for sharing.
As a flower grows with some nurturing,, Suicide is so very sad,
the mind is complex.. There are now many hot lines and resoruces available,, We need to be intune to the feelings of others.
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This line stood out for me...I think those who think of ending their life are those that feel they are dispensable and unneeded.
Your poem is full of insight and leaves a lingering message, allowing the reader to see that there is help out there, just reach out!
Great job!
Love and Peace~
Kimmy~
I hope people will notice those that are in trouble and reach out with a helping hand or at least with compassion.
Ron
Confide and they will light the way
And I truly hope those in need heed your advice, Staci.
Fee
People wouldn't feel this way if they get back to the REAL Reason for the Season: The Birth of our Lord and Saviour, Jesus Christ! No wonder people are unhappy: they let the commercialism get to them! Sad!
(((HUGS))) and much love, your friend in Tx., Karen Lynn. :(
Boy, you've penned a strong one today. Many get caught up in the trappings of the holiday, forgetting the Reason for the Season. No wonder so many are unhappy! Excellent.
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla.
Newfie Hugs, Rose
the mind is complex.. There are now many hot lines and resoruces available,, We need to be intune to the feelings of others.
An admiring fan
Regis