sharon-rose

Feb 12, 2010 ⭐ View statistics (Premium feature)

Numbers

They counted up the numbers who,

Had had enough,

Their life won’t do.

Suicide rates for every region,

The figures made up quite a legion.

He’d tried to fix the cracks with pills,

But things went bad,

What with all the bills..

He knew his time was coming up,

When the missus left,

She’d had enough..

He couldn’t manage to get dressed,

So stayed in bed,

A total wreck.

He killed himself that day,

Alone,

He said his prayers,

And declined to phone,

The Samaritans and Dr.Smith,

What could they do,

To help this fix?

Self-help methods,

Had failed to work ,

So he searched for something far less inert.

At last he found what he had sought,

He was no longer so overwrought,

The best and most effective thing,

Was a rather straggly piece of string..

— sharon-rose, Feb 12, 2010

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xena465

16 years 3 months ago

Oh my!

This is so great. For a tortured soul to end up dangling from a rope, this being his only escape, touches a raw nerve in me. I too have been suicidal and almost succeed a couple of times, so I know how this man was feeling when he, totally lost in the moment, decided death was his sanctuary. Suicide is wrong, but an illness that for some, there's cure. Rosina xena465

sharon-rose

16 years 3 months ago

Hi

Hi again Rosina-thanks for your comments.It would be so great if more could be done to help people before they reach the point of no return.I was really saddened to read about the fashion designer Alexander Mcqueen who apparently killed himself at such a young age.He had put some comments on the internet saying how bad he was feeling,and I think many people ask for help in some form or another befroe they go ahead with it.You say there's a cure but it is very hard to help those people,particularly men who are determined to commit suicide.What do you think about this subject,and have you written anything about your own feelings at the time?I'd love to see what you've written.

xena465

16 years 3 months ago

Whispering Sorrow...

Sorry..... this is the wrong poem I was talking about. The one I meant to tell you about is called: `Distant Echoes`. I was upset a little by the first comment and clarified what the poem was really about. {`Whispering Sorrow`}....`Distant Echoes`. It's about a woman who walked into the sea to join her daughter who drowned in that spot of the sea. I posted this poem on the 5th Feb and got a lot of comments. My comments returned will help you to see my views on suicide. I got a lot of nice comments on the poem too. You could read it and let me know what you think. I now welcome all your comments as they are vital to my writing, as you can see with the change of my poem, posting today after 1pm, that you greatly improved it. I changed the line you still felt a bit off: Drinking alone in the pub one night, snorting like a bull, inebriated to fight; {mortified by his dad creating ado}, a father intoxicated on special brew. Rosina xena465

sharon-rose

16 years 3 months ago

Open verdict

The poem is really good-it would have been even without any changes at all.I'll have a look at Distant Echoes..bye for now.

xena465

16 years 3 months ago

Just thought you'd like to know...

`Open Verdict` has been posted on the spotlight. I'm so proud. You're help, helped to make this happen. Thank you Sharon. Rosina xena465

sharon-rose

16 years 3 months ago

Well done

I think the best thing to do is to carry on writing about things that strike a chord in you.Well done!!

xena465

16 years 3 months ago

Thanks Sharon...

I did mention that you helped me with this poem. I was disappointed that you didn't comment on the poem. Rosina xena465

hugo la rosa

16 years 3 months ago

Dear Sharon Rose Zeckler:

Really sad. Shocking truths, unexplainable to many, but what goes inside the human mind is a puzzle so cryptic and vague, it's really difficult to pronounce any kind of judgment. Great poem! Sincerely, Hugo

sharon-rose

16 years 3 months ago

Thanks Hugo

What you say about the human mind-indisputable.Thanks for your comments..