I’m sorry.
That while you were teetering on the edge of Saturn’s ring,
no one bothered to look up.
I’m sorry,
That not even the wind took pity.
That no one polished your skin until it shined like a dragon’s treasure.
I’m so sorry.
I know this probably isn’t a good poem. But with the recent deaths of Anthony Bourdain and Kate Spade, my heart has been feeling heavy lately. Sometimes feelings are expressed through art and those heavy feelings I felt came out as a poem and I didn’t question it.
My heart goes out to anyone who has been affected by suicide.
If you see someone that needs help, find help. If you see someone who feels down, make them smile and feel loved and special. Depression isn’t something that can be simply brushed off someone’s shoulder.
If you see something, say something.
Write with Heart,
Lady Jabberwocky
Lady Jabberwocky 