It usually starts with something small Sometimes I don’t know what it was at all Sometimes I do I add more to it, things that don’t even relate My mind spins as it gets bigger, inflates Like a spiral, it grew I’m so far out that I can’t trace it back to where it began I’m always a burden, no one loves me, I’ll never find love again I use absolutes Always never always never always never I ask questions to which I’ll never find answers But I’m not seeking truth I’m mentally unstable, sick, deranged Why am I like this? Why can’t I change? If only I knew If I told you I needed an ear or a shoulder Would you give me a hug or a hand to hold, or Would you wait for a day or two? What if you didn’t take me seriously Thought I was only acting deliriously And you waited a few. . . too late.
Copyright © 2022 Brandon Ellrich
September 10th is World Suicide Prevention Day. In the United States, you can call or text 988 for the Suicide and Crisis Lifeline if you are experiencing mental health related crises or if you are worried about a loved one who may need crisis support. You can also visit https://988lifeline.org/. The previous Lifeline number (1-800-273-8255), still remains in effect as well.
This poem is in response to What Do You See #150 at Keep It Alive. Please visit Sadje’s page as well.
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Brandon Ellrich, Writer/Author/Poet 
Beautiful, Brandon. Empathetic and timely. Well done!
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Thank you, Ru. I always appreciate your comments. 🙂
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An excellent description of the spiralling; extreme effects of depression Brandon, beautifully and honestly written! 👌👌👏👏🤗🤗😁😁
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Thank you very much!
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So well expressed the emotions that take hold of a person when in depression. Thanks for joining in with this very important awareness message.
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You’re welcome. I’m glad I could contribute.
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🙏🏼🙏🏼🙏🏼
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very beautiful and so true
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Thank you.
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This resonated. I also lost a good friend to suicide. It was a while before I could write about it (Part 1 here: https://jewishyoungprofessional.wordpress.com/2021/09/26/it-took-me-over-two-years-to-write-this-post-part-1/)
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Thanks for reading and sharing. I’m sorry to hear about your friend.
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Very erudite and poignant, Brandon. Beautifully written.
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Thank you for reading, Matthew. I appreciate your kind words.
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Absolutely my pleasure.
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A poignant poem, Brandon. You have captured the essence of the poem so well.
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Thank you. I’m glad you derived something from it.
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You are welcome.
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This is so beautiful and I fully relate to those spiraling absolutes that simply lie, lie, lie. So well done!
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Thank you very much! I really appreciate that and I’m glad it resonated with you.
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