By: Christine Yang
This poem is about suicide awareness because it’s the month of September. I want to spread awareness for people who are struggling with their mental health, to show them that the people around them care and that they’re not alone. I also have experienced depression to the point I had thoughts of ending myself, and also I have friends and family who struggle with mental health to the point I would barely see them often and I do want people to know that things will get better.
Like always there’s tHis dark place,
I feel I could nEver escape this.
WilL I ever find Peace?
I hate living,
Breathing,
And looking at MysElf.
I always doubt that I’ll find someone,
To motivate me to my “goals”,
Interested of what I’m saying,
Understanding.
Wait,
I just want someone to love me…
I tried to reach out,
But they always tell me,
“You’re overreacting”,
Or “It’s just a phase”.
Is it really a phase,
When I’ve been like this for 5 years?
Am I really overreacting,
If I truly can’t even get out my bed?
5 years,
That’s what these scars represent,
I feel disgusted in my own skin,
But it’s the only thing to punish myself.
5 years,
Is those failed attempts,
Feeling ashamed,
If only those attempts worked.
I thought that if no one LOVEd me,
Then there’s no point of living.
I was wrong…
I realized that there’s been a person who does,
Who is interested in the things I like,
Understanding,
Most and importantlY…
Knows me the most.
And that’s me.
I may not love myself now,
But YOU can’t expect love fRom Someone,
Who doesn’t Even know you.
To get Love from that “person”,
You need to love “them”,
Care For “them”,
And work on it.
If no one loves me,
Then I will.
September is the month of suicide awareness, to remember the lost, the people who are struggling, and survivors. Remember it only takes three words, “are you okay?”. Those words can change anything and everything to that person, you matter more than you think. Call or text 988 if you ever have those dark thoughts or moments.
