Sometimes
It screams
Loudly
Telling me
To give up once and for all
Other times
It whispers
Softly
Luring me
To take that final step
Sometimes
It seems silent
Just for a little while
But it always returns
The monster
Wanting me to die
This poem was written for Friday Writings #14, for which the optional prompt this week is to write about monsters. I am also joining dVerse’s Open Link. I’ve shared poetry about my depression and recurring suicidal ideation in both linkies before. I often refer to this state as “the monster”, so this theme came to mind when I read the Friday Writings prompt.
A Multitude of Musings 
I think, and hope, the poetry is very therapeutic…please write more on dverse…
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Thanks so much for encouraging me. Yes, it’s therapeutic indeed.
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This is beautiful! 🙂
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Thank you so much!
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I know the monster… you describe it well.
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Thank you. I’m so sorry you can relate.
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Nice one. Keep on writing
Much love…
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Thank you. 🙂
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Depression is such an insidious foe to wrestle with, especially when you know its not so much gone as lurking off to the side, biding its time. The brutally dark honesty of this piece punches hard.
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Thank you so much for your thoughts. I agree, depression is very hard to fight.
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I agree, depression digs deep and eats away at the soul .. it’s a tough one to beat.
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It definitely is. Thanks so much for stopping by.
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The monster is a liar telling us we can’t make it and shouldn’t try. A powerful write!
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Thank you so much for encouraging me. That means a lot.
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I appreciate you sharing, always welcome! 💖
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Never let the monster win.
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I hope I won’t indeed.
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You monster is a Real Monster indeed. Sounds like maybe teens on drugs would do.
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Hm, I’m confused. I’m not a teen and not on drugs, but well.
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Your monster is a Real Monster about suicide. Sounds like teen talk.
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Oh, I’m not a teen and honestly, suicidal ideation can occur in people of all ages. I’m sorry my poem came across rather teenage’ish to you.
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Your poem says so much about why poetry is so valuable. It helps to get those monsters on the page.
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Thank you so much for your encouraging comment. Poetry definitely helps me.
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Oh gosh–that is quite a monster indeed. Quite a vivid image.
I’m glad that writing and sharing poetry helps to keep the monster at bay, if not vanquished.
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Thanks so much for your encouraging words. I agree, writing definitely helps me.
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You’re welcome. 💙
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Even before I read your note, it was clear your monster was internal. May poetry always help to deflect and defeat its voice!
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Thank you so much for encouraging me. That really helps.
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I am glad that you are able to write about these thoughts. Being able to face these thoughts square on through writing about them can be very therapeutic.
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So true indeed. Thank you for your comment.
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That monster is a terrible one… always softspoken but terribly manipulative and dangerous.
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I agree, it can be terribly insidious. Thanks for commenting.
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A very sad, but expressive piece!
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Thank you! 🙂
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You are welcome!
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My sister’s step-daughter age 54 committed suicide on New Year’s Day …. the monster lives. I am sad it’s a monster in your life, relieved you are pushing beyond it. Brava.
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I am so sorry to hear about your sister’s stepdaughter’s suicide. This must be so hard to deal with for your sister, her family and for you. Thank you so much for encouraging me to continue fighting the monster.
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I have your monster’s cousin. Tough fight, but we keep going.
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Oh, I’m so sorry. Indeed, please do keep fighting.
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Doing my best.
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I live with someone who faces that monster. At the moment the monster has the upper hand. Thank you for sharing your struggles.
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Thank you for sharing your perspective. This must be so hard on both of you.
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