June 7th

by Poetess   Jun 7, 2017

It's been a year, but
I still wonder often if
you woke up that day
with your mind made up.

What was it about that
Tuesday morning in
early June that made
you want to give up?

Was the sun not warm enough?
Was your room too dark?
Maybe someone should have
opened the blinds.

Someone should have told
you that the days would get warmer.
I just don't think anyone knew
how cold you really were.


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  • 2 months ago

    by Hellon

    I like the fact that you 'touched' on the subject rather than have it 'in the face'. It's a subject that can be upsetting, both to people with a mental illness, and for families dealing with it. This was very tastefully presented while still getting the sadness of loosing a person across. Nicely done.

  • 6 months ago

    by Ren

    I'm covered in chills. What a sad but beautifully written piece! I'm so sorry for your loss.

  • 6 months ago

    by Em

    This is so very sad. I'm so sorry

  • 6 months ago

    by Brenda

    I'm sorry for your loss. It is so difficult for us left standing of what was that tipping point. Well done on this.

  • 6 months ago

    by Ben Pickard

    Heart wrenching write, Liz.

    All the best,


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