Very moving. My father, brother and husband were in the armed forces, so this poem means a lot to me. Very best wishes, Ann.
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I know exactly how to relate to this poem I have depression too, and it is not the best experience it feels like you are in a hole you have no way of getting out. and it feels like you are going insane and mental
Standing on the Edge
It was a cold evening the night of November 10th in 2023, I received a terrifying text.
My 28-year-old son was dead. I shared my grief journey on social media for over a year, before the final stage of depression hit. Of all the past life experience and reading, studying and trying to understand human condition, grieving a child has been written about millions of times I ached for my son, emotionally, physically, mentality and spiritually. I never imagined I would ever lose a child, my baby boy. It's been over a year now and I found myself standing on the edge, ready to jump, but God held me. He always gave me what I needed. The neighbor child filled me with joy and love. I have so many memories of my son and found a reason to keep living for him.
Forever Tre'Shon's Momma
Thank you Ann for your comment. It means more as it is coming from someone who has such empathy on the subject matter. Kind regards. Alan.
Another beautiful poem - well done. Very best wishes, Ann.
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I lost my cousin brother only 5 days ago. He was just 35 years of age. He was more like a brother to me. I kept thinking how could it happen as he slipped and fell on his head while walking home and was admitted in ICU. I kept crying for days and still feel so much pain. He has a wife he left behind. Everyone keeps thinking about the wonderful memories we shared coz he was such a loving soul. Loving and caring. It's like I don't have anyone close in my family anymore. I feel like someone has stolen something from me by taking him away. Don't feel like interacting with anyone anymore. Feel low and depressed.
I'm a crack addict. As many others, it touched me deeply and hit home... my heart skipped a beat when I read the line about being locked in her room holding a pipe. That's me... doing what I do most every day. Locked away alone using because I'm ashamed of what I've become. Sober people around me say just get clean. It's not that easy. Even when you want to because you're well aware of its destruction, you just can't walk away. I wish I knew someone with the same DOC as me. I feel so alone surrounded by people who don't understand because they've never been in an addicts shoes.
I haven't been on this website for a while,
Your poem is amazing it really made me smile!
It's so uplifting to read something funny and lighthearted, thank you for sharing!
I thought that me and him were going to be together forever. That was a mistake. He wrote it down in pencil... I guess that had gotten erased. I am drawing all my weaknesses of what he had done. Now he needs to see what he had created. I actually tried to love him, I really did, but now it hurts for me to say that I love him. All his truths were based off lies. We are done now but God, I was such a fool for loving a man who thinks that love is a game...
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