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They ask in tick box fashion,

"any thoughts of suicide?"

"on a scale of one to ten

might you harm yourself again?"

 

I split my flesh, impassioned

with words I just can't speak,

the knife shows no compassion

when the will is beaten weak.

 

My life is in their system,

cross referenced, filed away...

red flags? you bet they missed them,

what else is left to say...

 

 

 

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Uilleam Ó Ceallaigh

Fri 5th Jun 2026 08:41

Thank you for sharing this, David.

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David RL Moore

Wed 3rd Jun 2026 13:34

I'm extremely grateful to all those who have commented and liked.

David

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Graham Sherwood

Tue 2nd Jun 2026 03:42

A disturbing uncomfortable read David. Clean as a blade and succinctly put.

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Stephen Gospage

Mon 1st Jun 2026 21:00

Well done, David, on this devastatingly honest poem.

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