Awakened to the heaviness. A push
to breathe through a cage too small.
Despair sits on her chest, hands over her mouth.
Alone on this journey, he is no companion
just a magnetic pull toward the mattress
that she wishes never to leave.
He knows what others do not.
That she can’t put it down.
An unseeable stone she carries alone.
How much easier to be pulled under
than to keep afloat.
A desire for lightness like dust
in a ray of light.
If she only knew
invisible hands surround.
Waiting. Just waiting.
For her to say the word.
Help.
© Alicia Grimshaw 2017
National Suicide Prevention Week September 10 – 16, 2017
http://stopasuicide.org/index.php
Reach out. Listen. You could save a life.
flashlight batteries - Ali Grimshaw 
amazing work
please check this one too
http://bleedingthoughtsweb.com/2017/10/29/the-eternal-love/
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Thank you. I will visit your link.
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A really good post, keep it ups and if you have time foo look at it, i have just started it. I take you as my inspiration for writing.
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Thank you for your kind words.
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invisible hands surround.
Waiting. Just waiting.
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If those that are suffering only knew.
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Such a powerful poem on such an important issue. Thank you sharing it. 🌼🌼🌼
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I appreciate your response. It is a concern that is near and dear to my heart.
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What a great poem about a very difficult subject…. There just seems to be so much space separating people who are contemplating suicide and the people who love them and want to help. Sometimes people can reach across it, other times, they can’t.
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Ann, it is a topic that is uncomfortable for people to talk about and I want to bring the conversation forward. Thank you for your thoughts.
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Yes, the conversation certainly needs to be ongoing. I know far too many people who have lost a loved one this way. The pain never really goes away.
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Yes, this needs to change. Thank you for your support.
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I love to hear your voice and I wish always to hear it. Your words help. My hands will be some of the “invisible hands” for you as yours have been for me.
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Karyn, thank you for thoughtful message. You are appreciated.
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A striking and pleading poem, and the line “A push to breathe through a cage too small”, set the scene.
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Thank you for your reflection. Much appreciated.
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This is so very good!! <3!! Great way to get the message out that there are those willing to help others!!
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Thank you.
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Wow, this was deeply captivating! Your way with words is beautiful.
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I appreciate your response. Thank you.
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You are very welcome.
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I wish more reached out. Here’s to listening, supporting and always being there!
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Thank you for being one who reaches out and listens.
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You are most welcome. It’s all I can do.
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It matters.
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Yes, it does!
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wow thats good piece…keep it up, even I’m suicidal, i can hear her too!!!
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Thank you Disah. No one should feel alone and trapped.
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yes tysm…spelling error of my name it’s fine happens!!!
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So sorry. Names are important.
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it’s fine
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