While at a dark point in my visit to the hospital I almost made the choice to hurt myself but I walked into a special person...was it by chance? I do not know till this day. But one thing is for sure, she talked me out of something I would’ve regretted.
So I channeled that experience into a poem that to this day makes me grateful for her presence.
To my hero. B a poem inspired by you.
Early one day I went on a trip and on my way I found a paperclip...
At first it was something innocent, a fidget toy..
But later on could my life destroy..
I do not know how to rid myself of this dark beast that clutches my heart..
Threatening to unearth pain, reminding me of things that tore my life apart..
I sat there wanting to cry..My mind filled with confusion and I don’t know why...
Should I choose to live or should I choose to die?
Because I no longer know how to live...
How to try..
Being someone great..
Someone powerful enough to change the course of fate?
Then I walked into you and knew...
That what I was thinking, was not what I should do..
Thank you for your help, the opportunity to see my worth...
The chance to have many more days on this wondrous earth..
By Camron Botha
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