Ok this poem may or may not trigger some so I am putting Trigger Warning on this. Trigger is suicide but just so you all know I am not suicidal now or encouraging anybody to end their life. This poem will help you to see through my eyes as this is all tru

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“Battle”
It was dark
I was on my own
Trying to find my escape
From my reality
Walking a dirt trail
Not knowing what to do
Trying to find answers
Tears stream down my cheeks
Voices in my head
Voices hearing every thought
Voices trying to gain control
I reach the end
At a railroad track
I see the train approaching
I did everything I could
Not to jump
The voices were shouting
Wanting me to die
I won the battle for my life
I WON!
This was in 2011
My life was changed
Forever
I will never be the same
I have schizophrenia but
It does NOT have me

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Thats pretty cool!..even though it doesn’t rhyme a lot…im kinda partial to poems that rhyme a lot.

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For me after my suicide attempt it took me a couple years to get over the feeling like I was supposed to be dead. It wasn’t until this last New Years that I got the internal sense back that I’m supposed to live. Really I’ve made a lot of progress in this last month of learning to cope through staying at peace. My head is still a total mess most of the time but I’m finding easier and easier to stay focused on things. Doesn’t have that much to do with your poem but I come here to vent.

Good work dude, thanks for sharing. Glad your still with us.

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Wow… Very powerful. I really like this. I’m sorry you had to go through that struggle. But I’m glad you won. Very courageous.

My attempt was 6 years ago. I didn’t have the will to fight. I was almost gone when my kid sis found me and called 911 and kept me breathing… what a thing for a 12 year old to have to be put through.

That is what got me to slowly get myself back together… seeing how traumatized my sis was. I regret the attempt deeply. But it was complete turning point in everything about me.

I’m happy to be alive now.

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I was not even thinking of my family when I was at the tracks but am glad I didn’t go through with it. Two days after I nearly committed suicide I made the decision to get help and was brought in by my sister. I am glad I went in. I am glad to still be here today and I am glad you are too. <3

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I can only write poems that rhyme.