Reflect (an acrostic poem)

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Reacting to a year full of memories overwhelmed her

Every insult and hurt brought tears to her eyes

Filling her with a sadness that threatened to overwhelm her

Letting loose a shuddering sob, she focused on the positives

Every hug and laugh filled her to overflowing with a happiness that leaked between the tears

Changing them to wet badges of joy

That lifted her spirit and gave her hope for the new year

Float (an acrostic poem)

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Finding themselves adrift among the waves of emotion

Lifted by the manic highs then dropped into the depressed lows

Oblivious to what used to be normal and peacefully flat

As they bobbed along, unable to control their emotional path

That was when they contemplated letting go and sinking into eternal oblivion to make it stop

Normally I don’t post more after a poem, but I want everyone to be careful. Most of the time we can float through our lives and manage what storms are sent our way. For some, they are ready to let go. If you are one of those wondering if it is worth holding on, please first call the suicide prevention hotline: 800-273-8255. It is worth that one last chance to find an anchor.