A cool Poem

Hey, if you think about committing Suicide, read this:

Suicide

I am a psychiatric nurse, and i see the results of suicide–when it works and more often, when it doesn’t. Consider, before you act, these facts:

Suicide is not usually successful.

You think you know a way to guarantee it?

Ask the 25 year old who tried to electrocute himself. He lived. But both his arms are gone.

What about jumping?

Ask John. He used to be intelligent, with an engaging sense of humor. That was before he leapt from a building. Now, he’s brain-damaged and will always need care. He staggers and has seizures. he lives in a fog. but, worst of all, he KNOWS he used to be normal.

What about pills?

Ask the 12 year old with extensive liver damage from an overdose. Have you ever seen anyone die of liver damage? You turn yellow. It’s a hard way to go.

What about a gun?

Ask the 24 year old who shot himself in the head. Now he drags one leg, has a useless arm and has no vision or hearing on one side. He lived through his “foolproof” suicide.

You might too.

But…

Who will clean your blood off the carpet or scrape your brains from the ceiling? commercial cleaning companies may refuse that job–but SOMEONE has to do it. Who will have to cut you down from where you hanged yourself or identify your boated body after you’ve drowned?

Your father?

Your mother?

Your wife?

Your son?

The carefully worded “loving” suicide note is of no help. Those who loved you will NEVER completely recover. They’ll feel regret and an unending pain.

Suicide is contagious. Look around your family. look closely at the 4 year old playing with his cars on the rug. Kill yourself tonight, and he may do it ten years from now.

You DO have other choices. There are people who can help you through this crisis. Call a hotline. Call a friend. Call your minister or priest. Call a doctor or hospital. Call the police.

They will tell you that there’s hope. Maybe you’ll find it in the mail tomorrow. Or in a phone call this weekend. But what you’re seeking could be just a minute, a month, or a day away.

You say you don’t want to be stopped? Still want to do it?

Well, then, I may see you in the psychiatric ward later.

And we’ll work with whatever you have left.

IF YOUR READING THIS, PLEASE STEAL IT AND PUT IT IN UR DIARY TOO!

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Hey gurl..that was a real good poem..It makes you think..but yeah it was a good one and I did steal it..You have a cool diary and stay sweet..ERIN

hi i added you on my msn so some time we can chat.ya i dont really got a hole lot to say so i gess i get going

thats a good poem…….I think I might have it or something like it in one of my entries.