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TELL ME, LET IT OUT

Come on guys put your hands up

Be brave

Who's ever thought of the ultimate

That fate we're all destined for

The last breath

 

Who's tried the test when you were kids

Held it for as long as you can

To get the buzz

Of the fuzzy head and the wobbly legs

 

Who's then been close to the overdose

The plastic bag that sags your head

On the bed

The shoe lace face

Or the bed sheep rap with Bo peep

Or the stain in the bath

Of the crimson spray for the silent sleep

 

Who's been there

When you stare in the mirror

Face to Face

And then pull out of that race

 

Come on guys, tell me, let it out

Share the scene, come clean

Share the fears, I'm all ears

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<Deleted User> (9821)

Mon 12th Mar 2012 13:02

sometimes its hard to be brave and to pour your heart out, i like the poem, as the introvert that i am, its inspiring

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M.C. Newberry

Wed 7th Mar 2012 11:52

I'll refer you to my poem on WOL - "Nightmare Departure" for some of my thoughts on the subject of departing from this life. But I prefer to think that it's a sort of shutting
down process that leads us all to the light beyond this life.

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Mike Hilton

Wed 7th Mar 2012 10:31

Dave.
Patricia & Stefan.


Thanks for for your comments on Tell Me, Let It Out. Much appreciated.

This came from a course I was running whilst working in an establishment where there had been a serious self harm incident which resulted in the person taking their own life. A very sad time!

The group members wanted to talk about it and their own experiences so that they could release some pressure. Not in a macabre way but to try and help others understand and talk about their fears.

It opened my eyes to a lot of things but it was scary facilitating it as I didn't quite know where it would lead to!

Fortunately the positive outcome was that the group members formed a self help group and as far as I know this template is still being used in other establishments.

Mike

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Dave Bradley

Tue 6th Mar 2012 23:42

Unusual poem, Mike. And a good question to which you'll get a variety of answers if people are honest. My own is that having now had two 'this is it' experiences, inducing it artificially isn't attractive. Previous to them I did, when a child, try holding my breath as long as possible, with predictable results.

"It's not that I'm afraid to die. I just don't want to be there when it happens."
- Woody Allen

<Deleted User> (6895)

Tue 6th Mar 2012 20:43

I once tried to top me'sen
with a spud gun,
but being quite hungry at the same time
I prefered making chips with the ammo.

Doe's that count Mikey?
-Aythankyor!

No seriarsely-Very quirky
and mucho enjoyable.

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