A Room So Still and Quiet It Hurts: A Collaboration of Warriors

National Suicide Prevention Lifeline: 1-800-273-8255 available 24/7

Brave & Reckless

I am reposting this piece in honor of National Suicide Prevention Month.

We must raise our voices and speak truth about the insidiousness of depression.

We dedicate this to everyone who has ever felt hopeless and helpless.  You are not alone.  It does get better.

National Suicide Hotline at 1-800-273 TALK (8255)

Christine Ray

In a room so still and silent

That it hurts

Stark white walls

Razor sharp edges

Etch my soul

Draw blood

That drips slowly

soundlessly

From my mouth

I am trapped

Like a fly in amber

Time stands still

The air is thick

Holds me motionless

In this prison cell

I feel vibration

A silent scream building

From my depths

Rachel Finch

Barricaded, her aura stifles

in the quiet.

Walls closing in, silence

penetrating.

Her mind internally

burning, blistering.

His voice a faint echo,

worlds away.

Rana Kelly

I tell them they’re lying,

The monsters…

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28 Comments

          1. I’m okay. I put my husband to bed. He works nearly every Saturday. I like to have a night a week to myself. Fridays are my night. But my cat, Melvin, hates when I stay up late. He’s all over my lap, and meowing. I can usually coax him to sleep by laying out my housecoat on the couch. He climbs up, and nestles in. He’s a funny guy, Melvin. A mama’s boy for sure. He’s old though. Missing teeth. I’ll be lost when he’s gone..

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          2. I’ve been writing since I could spell. I’ve always love reading, and I told myself as a child that someday I would be a published author. I began blogging in my late 20’s. And this past April, I self-published my first novel.

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          3. Some people keep asking me to write a science fiction. I love science fiction, but I’m smart enough to do the genre justice. I’m a literary writer by nature. Even poetry is out of my comfort zone. I didn’t begin to write poetry until a year ago. What are your aspirations as a writer?

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          4. Just like you I’ve always to publish a book. I challenge myself to write lyrics, poetry – dark, love, objects, erotica so I don’t have a genre. But writing has come natural for me and don’t like to be pigeon holed. My mom was a writer.

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