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until then; tomorrow
Fattening my Inbox
Your note
undeleted
My panicked
arrhythmia
violently pleads
Your farewell
more flagrant
than reasoning;
minimal
A rope and a chair
conjures stark disbelief
Instant reprieve
your plans timely
intruded
Another tomorrow!
You, ruefully,
Still
Breathe.
Your note
undeleted
My panicked
arrhythmia
violently pleads
Your farewell
more flagrant
than reasoning;
minimal
A rope and a chair
conjures stark disbelief
Instant reprieve
your plans timely
intruded
Another tomorrow!
You, ruefully,
Still
Breathe.
Published 29th Apr 2021
Author's Note
I am far too often on the side of the Inbox. And so I cannot leave this as it is without saying that if you feel this in a certain way, there is always, there is always, there is always someone, who wants to hear you. Who wants you here.
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29th Apr 2021 11:43pm
I am not sure what this poem is about, very challenging...real or poetic metaphors? Peace, oral
30th Apr 2021 12:21pm
hi Oral,
Thanks so much for reading and for your comment. I often try to write my pieces so that the reader can take what they want from it but maybe I have left too much out.. I appreciate your comment, it allows for me to reflect more and see what I can do with my work.
warmly,
ursa
Thanks so much for reading and for your comment. I often try to write my pieces so that the reader can take what they want from it but maybe I have left too much out.. I appreciate your comment, it allows for me to reflect more and see what I can do with my work.
warmly,
ursa
30th Apr 2021 4:36am
Dear U,
I can’t help but think this reflects thoughts of suicide with a definite plan and somehow the plan is forfeited by fate of a timely call/missive from a loved one. You’re quite right. The victims of suicide are those left behind shattered in grief and wondering how? Why? If I only could have...someone always wants us here and cares if we let them.
Touching piece. H🌷
I can’t help but think this reflects thoughts of suicide with a definite plan and somehow the plan is forfeited by fate of a timely call/missive from a loved one. You’re quite right. The victims of suicide are those left behind shattered in grief and wondering how? Why? If I only could have...someone always wants us here and cares if we let them.
Touching piece. H🌷
thank you @honoria,
yes, you are correct. An interrupted plan.. the urgency on the side of the friend.
thank you for reading and for taking the time to respond. I appreciate you.
Warmly,
ursa
yes, you are correct. An interrupted plan.. the urgency on the side of the friend.
thank you for reading and for taking the time to respond. I appreciate you.
Warmly,
ursa
8th May 2021 00:26am
DAMNit!!
i am on BOTH effin sides of this effin box!
The 5x's i attempted suicide, i thought FOR CERTAIN that i would get there..........
Only once did i nearly succeed.
Suicide spills will ever intrigue me because i've died and been there and done that!
i am on BOTH effin sides of this effin box!
The 5x's i attempted suicide, i thought FOR CERTAIN that i would get there..........
Only once did i nearly succeed.
Suicide spills will ever intrigue me because i've died and been there and done that!
8th May 2021 8:02pm
@Tallen thank you for your raw and vulnerable comment. It's real, it hurts. really we see here in these moments how one moment is everything.
I wish you wellness. There will always, always be someone wanting to talk with you, wanting you here. I appreciate you. warmly, ursa.
I wish you wellness. There will always, always be someone wanting to talk with you, wanting you here. I appreciate you. warmly, ursa.
31st Mar 2024 10:14pm
