The Sun is setting,It’s time to go.Over the broken twistedRocks where theSalty wind blows,It’s time to go.Past the dark swirlingWaters I flow,It’s time to go.Down to the dark lonelyGully where the torturedTrees grow.It’s time to go. — Jon Eddy The image used in this poem is personally submitted by the writer.
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The following are one man’s reflections based on his own experiences of having suicidal thoughts, as well as his experiences with others who have suicided or had loved ones die by suicide: When they (people who had a loved one who had died by suicide) asked me questions I didn’t really have the answers. My […]