Tag: #suicide

It’s Raining … Suicide ©️Dawn Minott |Mental Health Awareness

On By Dawn MinottIn Poetry66 Comments

It’s raining young people off roofs

Suicide epidemic—the numbers are proof

A single gun shot aimed at the head

Appearing well but next day, dead

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Don’t take it for granted you’ll see the signs

Till you read another tragedy in the headlines

Don’t judge by what you see on the outside

It’s not always a testimony of the turmoil inside

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Life may be hard even when they make it seem easy

Smiling through tears, living life like it’s breezy

Emitting the brightest light while absorbing life’s darkest

Till it’s too much and they give up, do the hardest

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You don’t know what someone may be going through

Laughing through pain, hiding feelings of blue

Be a kind human, mind the words you say

That word may be the one to save a life today

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“I wish that I’d have noticed all those cracks in your smile. I wish you told me how you felt that night. But you’re conditioned to believe it only makes you weaker. ‘Til it chokes you and you’re barely breathing. But you’ll always be part of me.”
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Blue Christmas ©️Dawn Minott| with audio

On By Dawn MinottIn Poetry7 Comments
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Of all the holidays we celebrate each year

This is the one that embodies the most cheer

Colorful lights flashing, festive decorations everywhere

Transforming homes and decking trees left bare

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Gifts carefully selected, wrapped, topped off with bows

Placed under trees anticipating the glee they’ll bestow

Menu of your favorites selected, guest list in tow

It will be a celebration, fingers crossed—there’ll even be snow

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You left without a warning, there were no clues

You checked out of life, broke my heart in a million twos

Every year will be a blue Christmas without you too

No hugs or kisses lavished, forever gone the YOUnique you

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Gifts wrapped in love, left unopened under the tree

Like the sorrows that plagued your heart, too deep, I couldn’t see

You smiled and laughed, you danced with me

All the while masking the darkest parts of thee

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Those on the outside looking in, contemplative wonder

You seemed to have it all, what could have been the matter?

All is incomplete when it’s devoid of the Master

Empty longings run deep, gifts are but a temporary plaster

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In the shopping, the decorating we’ve nearly forgotten too

He’s the reason for this season, like at His birth, too little ado

The meaning of life lost outside of the One who created you

It will always be a blue Christmas—Jesus—without You

Afterword: On the eve of Christmas, this tribute poem was influenced by the reality that the holidays are the hardest when you’ve lost loved ones.

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