Sometimes, when I’m struggling to express myself, I write poetry. Here’s something I wrote in light of suicide awareness month. It’s a dialogue between an influencer on social media and one of their followers.
You never know the impact you can have on someone’s life.
Follower:
I see you on Snapchat
Your Instagrams lit
I got mad respect
For the lyrics you spit
I wish I could do that
Put words to the pain
Release all my troubles
Like a downpour of rain
But I hold it all in
And I act like it’s fine
But I can’t anymore
I’m all set to resign
Influencer:
I’m glad you reached out
I’ve been where you’re at
The struggle is real
I’d get support stat
Our thoughts hold us captive
Eyes blinded by pain
Can’t see through the darkness
Of scarring and stains
I’m a straight-up survivor
I’ve walked through that door
My pride kept it hidden
My life, I endured
But I stand here today
With a purposeful mission
By the grace of our God
Not of my own volition
I affirm your existence
You are not a mistake
You are here for a reason
Even though your heart aches
Please sleep on it, sis
And let these words brew
But know that I’m listening
And I’m praying for you
How can your past suffering give someone hope today?