a suicide prevention poem!
Even if it seems hopeless, if it threatens to swallow you, believe that there will be good days in the future.
How a spring month symbolising emergence and growth can teach us that in times of despair and doubt, we are our own saviours. For @campaignpositiv ’s initiative to stop suicide.
Anxiety The word slips from my lips like a snake from a crack, oily and slippery, ready to attack. Oh Ik I said psychopath, and I'm only using that term because I've been told, "You're not good at fee...
A poem about suicide prevention in teens. This is inspired by the song “How to Save a Life” by The Fray, and also known for its many times played in the medical drama, “Grey’s Anatomy”
Crisis text line for people who feel suicidal. All information is included.
April 2017 my friend Sarah took her own life. I have lost people in my life before, but nothing as bad as when Sarah died. The grief that took me overwhelmed my existence for the first year, the secon...
#suicidepreventionday
Life is a paragraph but death is no parenthesis.
'All I want to do Is pick up that damn blade.' Please comment if you're going through something similar to this poem. A common misconception is that self harm only comes in one form, cutting. THAT'S N...
Do you feel alone and find out what the yellow ribbon means
Trigger warning: mentions self harm and suicide The story of Teagan should have been a trilogy- her childhood, her adolescence, and finally her adulthood. But here she was standing on a bridge debati...
Have you ever been numb? Drowning in ice water, soaking for months. I hope for your sake you can't relate.
It was a rather cloudy day when Tristan woke up for the last time. The dark storm clouds brought an even darker mood to his apartment. "I suppose it's fitting," Tristan muttered to himself. "Cloudy on...
"Hey man, have you heard from Tristan recently?" The message popped up on Felix's screen. It was from his old friend Henry. Clicking on the message, Felix drafted his response.
Somewhere far away in a realm long forgotten, The Story Weaver spins our stories from magic thread
Even if it seems hopeless, if it threatens to swallow you, believe that there will be good days in the future.
How a spring month symbolising emergence and growth can teach us that in times of despair and doubt, we are our own saviours. For @campaignpositiv ’s initiative to stop suicide.
Anxiety The word slips from my lips like a snake from a crack, oily and slippery, ready to attack. Oh Ik I said psychopath, and I'm only using that term because I've been told, "You're not good at fee...
A poem about suicide prevention in teens. This is inspired by the song “How to Save a Life” by The Fray, and also known for its many times played in the medical drama, “Grey’s Anatomy”
Crisis text line for people who feel suicidal. All information is included.
April 2017 my friend Sarah took her own life. I have lost people in my life before, but nothing as bad as when Sarah died. The grief that took me overwhelmed my existence for the first year, the secon...
#suicidepreventionday
Life is a paragraph but death is no parenthesis.
'All I want to do Is pick up that damn blade.' Please comment if you're going through something similar to this poem. A common misconception is that self harm only comes in one form, cutting. THAT'S N...
Do you feel alone and find out what the yellow ribbon means
Trigger warning: mentions self harm and suicide The story of Teagan should have been a trilogy- her childhood, her adolescence, and finally her adulthood. But here she was standing on a bridge debati...
Have you ever been numb? Drowning in ice water, soaking for months. I hope for your sake you can't relate.
It was a rather cloudy day when Tristan woke up for the last time. The dark storm clouds brought an even darker mood to his apartment. "I suppose it's fitting," Tristan muttered to himself. "Cloudy on...
"Hey man, have you heard from Tristan recently?" The message popped up on Felix's screen. It was from his old friend Henry. Clicking on the message, Felix drafted his response.
Somewhere far away in a realm long forgotten, The Story Weaver spins our stories from magic thread