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Silentium

I think everyone goes through stages in their life where they wonder about death - what it would be like to die. I have a morbid curiosity about what pushes someone so far to the edge to want to attempt suicide. As a psychology lover, I like to explore the psychological state that puts some one in that dark place. Even further, I wonder what goes through their minds after the attempt. Statistics show that a good majority of people who attempt suicide change their minds after the attempt. It's a very conflicting, emotional experience. I wanted to try and capture and explain that feeling.

Silentium

I trembled; I shook; I stood; I fell;
No one knows. They'd never understand.
I laughed; I cried; I felt; I bled.
Blood the color of crimson
Stained hands the color of ivory.
I gave up; I held on; I finally let go…
Into a silence so deep
The heart makes no sound,
Into a gulf so infinite…that eternal abyss
That rises to welcome the wounded soul.

© 2006 Anna Kirstin