Scott’s Suicide

Spring afternoon
Floating anxiety
Can’t think!
Overwhelming emptiness
No hope
Scattered thinking
Must concentrate
Call home last time
Loving wife, twins, family
Should be happy
Can’t help it
Can’t think
Can’t function
Life so empty
Why?
Illness
Mental illness
There I said it
Out of control
No hope
Secluded place
Park
Restful spot
Neatly fold clothes
Deliberate act
Racing mind
Can’t think
Need peace of mind
End this feeling!
Swift river
Cold
No hope
Peace!

So sad
Always hope!

Norman F. Estrin, Ph.D.