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Unwritten

Thinking today of Chester Bennington and Chris Cornell and Robin Williams and all of those whose lives have been lost to depression and suicide but did not make the headlines or the social media news feeds.   I have walked in your shoes.  I have put my leg over the bridge, stood at the open 13th  story window and considered walking out, have thought I was nothing, thought that others would be better off without me.  Those are the lies depression tells us.  You mattered.  You are missed.

Inspired by Phases  by Kevin Kantor & Sienna Burnett

the suicide note

she did not leave

left a faint  imprint

on the wooden table

where they would sit and talk

over cups of milky coffee

 

the suicide note

she did not leave

rang like silence in his ears

 

the suicide note

she did not leave

burned itself onto his retinas

he feared the afterimage

was permanent

 

the suicide note

she did not leave

did not list

13 reasons why

 

he understood only

that the starless darkness

she was drowning in

had become so thick

so viscous

so acidic

that it had eaten all light

and she could no longer see

how he glowed

whenever she was near

 

© 2017 Christine Elizabeth Ray – All rights Reserved

© Revised 2018 Christine Elizabeth Ray – All rights Reserved

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45 thoughts on “Unwritten”

      1. Sigh, the timing. My husband officiated at a funeral for someone who took his life before Christmas. It was very difficult for him. It was the saddest funeral he has done in a long time.
        This was beautifully written ❤

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  20. Christine-Thank you for this. Suicide and depression have affected people in my life as well. Suicide is a permanent solution to a fixable problem (even though it may not seem that way). Help is out there.

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