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A Poem for My 'Battle Buddy' Who Helped Me Choose Life

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One of the many things I do to express myself is writing poems. I wrote this poem the day after I got out of the Behavior Medicine Unit. I was there after attempting suicide. This poem is about the night I tried to end my life. It is called “Battle Buddy.”

* * *

Battle Buddy

He pushed me up against the wall.

I yelled, I screamed, I hollered.

He grabbed my shoulders as I fell to the ground

But not is a violent manner.

“Please just let me die!” I cried

Tears running down my face.

“I can bear this pain no longer”

I sobbed, “Let me leave this earthly place!”

He knew from the moment I walked in

That something was the matter.

When I started bagging things

He grabbed my arms and shouted.

“Child please!” He begged of me

“Tell me what is wrong,

I can see it written on your face

Even from afar.”

“Go away!” I replied

“Please just let it be,

For death is my only option now

My will to live has ceased.”

So he pushed me up against the wall

And looked deep into my eyes

“The light that’s always there is gone!”

Teardrops fell and then he sighed.

“Now listen here,” he said to me

“For I have a tale to tell

About a soldier who wished to sleep

And stay asleep forever.”

“He tied a noose around his neck

And strung it way up high

Alone in the barracks he took a breath

And then prepared to die.”

“His battle buddy found him

And cut the nooses end

Just in time to save the life

Of his soldier friend.”

“I tell you this sweet child dear

Because from the moment you stepped inside

I saw the look you had on your face,

I’ve seen it one too many times.”

“The thing I have not told you yet

About this little tale

Is the soldier in this story is me.

I was sad as well.”

“I did not tell you this to make you cry

Or make this about me,

I tell you this because my friend,

I am your battle buddy.”

“And so I’ll hold you up against this wall

And you can scream and shout

Because we are in this war together

And will fight until we claw our way out”

“It’s time to seek the help you need

And get your mind on track

I’ll stand by you every step of the way

Until you are able to fight back.”

“You’re not just a friend but a sister too

I love you more than you know

So I’ll hold you up against this wall

And I will not let go.”

“I’ll release my grip when you agree

To help me fight this war.

We are not alone in this

There are thousands out there just like us, maybe even more.”

“Some of us are crawling

Some are limping too,

But if we fight together

We can make it through.”

“So what do you say, oh child dear?

Can I count you in?

Will you fight this war with us?

Will you help us win?”

I close my eyes and nod my head.

I won’t give up the fight

My voice was soft and cracked a bit

“OK,” I said. “Alright.”

He no longer held me against the wall

And I did not scream and holler.

Instead we walked into the war,

Forever buddies through the battle.

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Originally published: December 6, 2016
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