He Heard Me - Suicide Poem

Am I in a dream?
It was so easy.
I spoke, in final hope,
Marveled, he heard me.

What do you need?
Suicide keeps coming.
It wants me to go.
It lurks at my soul.

Tears pour continually,
The faucet has a stream,
The pressure's released,
I get a reprieve.

I cry for help.
I cry for hope.
Will this ever stop?
Please help me cope.





(photo credit: III by th0rvaldsen on deviantArt)