24 responses to “all you really need”

1. A problem shared is a problem cut in half, so they say. They also say an alcoholic stuck in his own head is alone in a bad neighborhood. Reach out in the darkness….

   • Reaching out, and giving options is what’s needed… walk the bridges and talk to them standing on the precipice… talk

2. wow – this is on the dark side. But tragedy always is.

   • tragedy and loneliness is.

3. well crafted, Bjorn. thanks for adding your voice ~

   • Thank you for the challenge.. well chosen words.

4. Perfect…if only he had someone to talk to ~ A lovely tribute Bjorn ~

5. powerful, Bjorn

   you’re on a roll this week

   cheers
   JzB

6. Oh yes….this is the simple and profound truth. In my work with clients in recovery, I took more than one suicide call. Each person just needed one thing from me: a reason to make it through the night till morning.

   • I know.. the only thing is to give them options. I have done it myself one time.

7. Your poem is amazing, if only talking could fix it all ….

8. Talking is certainly helpful even in the face of terrible chemical happenings inside! Thanks, Bjorn. k.

9. we scream and don’t know where we are, and so lonely, need someone to talk to.

   Poetic Inspiration.

10. Bjorn, That was a haunting piece and an equally haunting picture. If a person is in deep depression, they’re their own worst enemy. They need to get help! Quick! I read that Robin Williams was bi-polar and would go off his medication at times. My husband is bi-polar, and when he goes off his medication it’s bad news. The old name for it was manic depression. The sufferer alternates between manic behavior and deep depression. Bi-polar sufferers are often suicidal. —Susan

    • I have very limited experience.. but in that desperate situation, close to the edge, you cannot cure, you can only talk. There are countless examples of people literary standing on the edge.. and when you are there.. just talking take you off… I have done it myself once, talking to a friend, giving him options.. and yes that was probably a turning point.

11. Wow, Björn … this poem really hit hard. Especially this part: “the nights when prose lies dead / and sooty verses keep repeating / caution! caution! caution!” What more can I say here?

    If only … if only ….

    • My captain, my captain…

      • I think of him a lot when doing the haiku prompts: “Caaaarrrrpe. Diiiiieeeeemmmmm.”

12. the soot brushes off the verse a bit at sunrise. if only one can hold on till then.

    • Indeed.. we need some color also at night…

13. Bjorn, you caught the essential part of Robin Williams’ demise: Isolation. No matter what happens, in dreams (what dreams may come) or in life, unless there is someone who has the will to talk you off the ledge when it’s just. that. bad., what’s the point of standing there when all you want to do is leap?

    Having lost several friends to suicide, I can truly say, I reach out whenever I can, but sometimes it isn’t enough… Insightful, stirring poem. Amy

14. You use of words in the context of your theme is impeccable, Bjorn and your response is filled with compassion. What more can we offer the desperate than a willing ear in time of need?

15. This speaks profoundly to me…I had someone who listened, who carried me when I couldn’t walk…Thanks for writing this

16. Talking does help greatly (I’m sure of it) to give peace to a tortured soul – there is a perceptive that comes when words are spoken aloud, that is often lost in the dark canyons of the mind – where despair echos and echos and echos.

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