On A Suicide
On a Suicide
The rooms are quiet now
Since the shouting ceased.
It seems they tried to wake him
With his name shouted in his ear:
Wake! Wake! Your life is slipping
Past you and you do not detain it.
He lies there with his head pressed,
Prayer like, into the floor, unaware of this.
With the fifteen… white, powdered drops,
Down his throat.
First one; another… and then,
Tiring so soon of what would become
Deadly repetition; the thirteen,
Flung in even deadlier fashion after it.
- A Rake's Progress in One or Two Easy Stages: Part One
Due to a rash act of mine, I was diagnosed as being Schizophrenic. That worried me, & I wondered what would be the result if it were true. A step by step retelling of that night & its consequences. - A Rake's Progress in One or Two Easy Stages Part Two
Due to a rash act of mine, I was diagnosed as being Schizophrenic. That worried me, & I wondered what would be the result if it were true. A step by step retelling of that night & its consequences.
A most worthwhile hub
For all those who have read the above and enjoyed it; to all those who have been disturbed by it; to all those who are ambivalent about the matter: if the person or persons so described or alluded to had had the ear of a friend, a stranger, another soul, to listen or to enquire, perhaps, only perhaps, the course taken would not have been such a lonely one.Or not taken at all!
I most strongly suggest that the following hub, by WriterOnLine would let just a little light into your, or their, possible darkness.
"Are You OK?" The Question That Could Save a Life.
- "Are You OK?" The Question That Could Save a Life.
You wont find many depressed people casually bringing it up in conversation, much less telegraphing any suicidal intention. In fact, there may be no signs at all for you to spot; beyond a feeling that somethings not right. But thats enough!